She traced the cracks on the wall,
like she sailed within a map...

The moon
unwinded...

Emotions unfiltered, when a lonely
sunset forgot to unravel its...

The smell of humid air and the flickering
sign awakened the fire within you...

Dreams burning
underneath a chimney...

His knife slowly went through the corners,
as he carefully carved broken crayons...

The pink string wraps around
her slim arm, while it’s other end...

She roamed the
universe like she owned...

Only when trees shed
and winds shake...

My eyelids felt heavy
as they slowly...

They called me a psychopath,
but you looked into my eyes...

The coffee hymn in the morning
was our best harmony, we always...