Ashes in my eyes,
a burnt world that sleeps tight...

For a child, love was a park,
an amusement center...

A bench is a place to rest
in front of flowers and a lake...

Watch the dark horse - the remorse,
gallop mid-cores through a race-course...

In you, I live to die.
For life is death...

Oh dear, if you could read my mind,
my thoughts would be galaxies lost in the...

I'm the ocean. I'm the ocean!
And you are, a castaway...

I miss you like petals misses the stem.
Without you, I have no roots, no place to bloom...

In the kitchen, a bowl so dull
with an owl in a pole, the color of coal...

You tucked your feelings
in bed, and slept...

I thought the rain awash inside my heart,
But came a gushing cloud and I did not cry...

It's true so many flowers bloom with water,
but you do not - you bloom with love, my love...