I love you when your
laugh fills empty silences...

The world tells us something
different each day...

I
offered the only words I prayed over every day...

In her photograph,
she tastes the smoke in between her fingers...

I don't know what to do
with a stagnant love like you...

I am drafted to your scent,
far past dusk's arrival...

Stop invading my mind, stop! I know you
mean no harm, but aren't the innocent ones...

Mis alas,
escuches...

He is the lily
enfolding me in lips...

It's like I'm drifting,
you don't even pass me by...

Where is your face?
Why has it faded so quickly...

Yellow is the colour of her soul-
and when the sun meets her halfway...