From their green fragrance
watermelons are bleeding...

Birds are as free as
they are trapped in between the...

The bright blade of truth
I draw from the sword sheath of...

His swords never seek
death or vengeance, they only...

Love me incomplete,
the way I am, otherwise...

It seems all these strangers know me.
Maybe this is only a dream...

There is a void inside me because
I want to be more than me...

Sometimes an embrace
is cozier...

Beauty shines
in the crystals of your eyes...

I did a bad thing
I thought I covered it right...