O look we are kissing butterflies!
O look our kisses are, a butterfly...

They don't mean their words
words for them are contests of...

The only true dualism is unity,
the unity of equals...

Look
how inflated I am...

Tell me something heartfelt and fair.
Tell me something kind...

Time stopped at the time of his death
His watch was dead...

She pours herself
like rain into absence...

I am still drawing back the bow
of the arrow...

They do not give us ruler to draw the perfect...
We have to draw with our naked hands...

To My Uncle
Time stopped...

I see how fate
molds into...

Always going
never arriving...