A day or so,
That's all we have...

I'm frightened,
Because my world was shook by a siren...

What is left, after a Greenhouse Effect hurricane?
What can a human eye see after a nuclear blast...

Birds flock,
The bells of the church ring...

Little one,
I make my vow to you...

The Internet is a paradox,
It is Pandora's Box...

Your sentimentality,
Has always reached out to me...

I smell oranges, ginger, and cinnamon,
Resting on an evergreen branch, revisiting...

Who are you? What do you want?
You need to go away...

There seems to be a demon raging deep inside of...
A beast that must ravage love in his animosity...

I entered the hospital room with trepidation,
Carrying the bouquet of carnations...

It is
such a beautiful...