I‘ve never seen roads
this tearful...

Not love or God
they neither sing...

When the wind
at its hasty ingress...

She was nothing but
a reflection on the tea...

Sometimes I can hear
tempests' wails unfold in words...

Such inverse efficacy:
Rocks grind...

Years are multiplying.
We celebrate our birthdays...

Don't stretch your arms
like the branches...

The loneliest alley was the alley
everyone passing through...

The audio of this...

With you I'm begun,
no more a phantom...

I love and you leave
Then...