When we are in love
we are two fluttering wings...

It is so corroding to ask an alchemist
to give up alcohol...

I've always walked on your carpet
Yet the carpet is a firework of...

All the world suffers
your discords till the music...

I wonder if God created you first
or the world...

Everything is hollow without you
being with me...

Fire is flaring
and moths are exchanging their wings...

They remain distant
that is the reason they could...

Time is pulsating
all things to end, yet itself...

Birth is the first chip on our windshield,
after...

The rainbows bridge
from the branches of your appetence...

All the next puppies are going to be
as adorable as the one you lost...