A wee rabbit trapped
in the barb wires of your fangs...

If you want to be her lover
you must worshiper the truth...

Little lamb munching
on the sunset lawn before...

Blackamoor singing
and his teeth brighten the room...

I flew to aeon
when a fleeting butterfly...

The waltz of beauty
and the recognition of...

How blooming looks the
dying bloom for undying...

Look, spring is spouting
the hives of chrysalis with...

Birds dwell on your boughs
just when they really know...

Thus said Hallaj to God:
These are thy children who are gathered here for...

The only lone tree
in citrus garden is the...

Tracing a wrinkle
I ended at far beyond...