Life is a case of watercolour,
caterpillars relinquishing being crawlers...

Tell me that there is a reason for me being alive,
that there is a final meaning...

It was in the stage
between moments and the moon...

Every time we embrace
we inbreathe each other...

She shines and soaks in every star
in the blooming night...

Hey little bird, hey little bird,
are you as hurt as my heart...

They all celebrate the sacrificial offering of...
The ceremony of the gore...

Do you remember our dawn
where awareness first...

Why does everything come with its matching wing?
understanding is another version of satisfaction...

Butterflies of poetry
forever flutter in their reflections...

Clocks disguise the time
in the acts of rotations...

Love is in the eyes of beholder.
Love is...