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...

The lashes you saw marked on my body
are but half the story...

On and on, forever—
perfection lost...

If you truly love her,
before sinking into the murky eddy...

The mood is real.
The sceneries...

In our love,
the universe continues...