Days and they are gone
but his deeds remain, indeed...

When you stroke the harps of these feelings
you do not know your fingers...

Sometimes I become so vulnerable
at your mercy...

Anything ephemeral
in its burn...

Your voice
makes me cave deep, deep into my heart...

Not finding it anywhere
but in yourselves...

A plastic rose last
forever for it is dead...

When kisses fade,
when love drifts into hibernation...

A Samurai
versus the onslaught of foes...

In war rather than
saving their lives, they unleash...

Rather than guarding
his own life, unleashes the...

Such inverse efficacy:
Rocks grind...