Who was the dancer of death?
You went for the kill...

The time will not heal. The
aging looks. Erotica. Each...

Needing a bit less,
I wanted to discover myself...

Without words, I wanted
to write a poem. Would you...

It was snowing, snowing
very hard. Hold me...

Like water hyacinth of lake
you cannot run away...

At dusk, when moon was coming up
fidelity was challenged...

Arising before the dawn,
to meet the earth...

Holding the truth for the
sake of time and space...

It was less savory.
The tibia breaks and you...

One night, in moon
labyrinth, you will find...

Sweet grapes? There was
no exit from the question...