Why just in opposite can we unite
and tie...

God is dead
God is a star so far that it is...

This very moment
is all I ever have for...

Death is the length we
measure life, we learn to live...

One must see into
the others to become a...

You have lost me
your true-born so...

You, my creation, my art,
you...

Your breasts are
mountain haves of honey and zest...

We shall run into
everything we run away...

Life ends where it begins.
Perfection is a zero in motion...

Here, is everywhere.
But out there, here is out there...

Butterflies hover
over blooms while blooms hover...