The true motions of emotions,
deep scratches of commotion...

Deserts are the earth’s thirst—
for you...

I thought life would end
in the carve of this lust...

An hour passed,
pausing time...

In the weight of all they say,
they reach weightlessness...

Let me cry in this embrace—
if there is still an embrace left...

We are old news, expired
before we even began...

Before reaching the end,
life placed you before me...

You were a star,
shining brilliantly...

A samurai defends himself
when outnumbered...

Forcing would surely
subdue these ethereal...

You do not see the Absolute.
To see...