The waltz of beauty
and the recognition of...

When God whispers your body
to my seizing hands...

The river crosses
prairies like a butterfly...

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

O darling, o darling in this cage you’ll never...
There was a man...

Every time we embrace
we inbreathe each other...

I live at point zero,
where no idols rise from belief...

There is no truth
entirely seen...

She is always dances amid her skirt.
Horizons always are very...

I am not after winning—
I seek the flame of truth...

He
brushed me off...

Is a real performer to perform in real life?
Are all of these acts...