Tell me how have these
lilies learned geometry...

A limitation
isn't disposed to eclipse its...

To be or not to be,
the throat of an hourglass...

Distance and love are opposite,
space and hearts...

I don't believe in
any religion because...

A stream forever
crosses enclosed by the two...

Something immeasurable and dissonant
still soft and sensual...

Whatever we decide and do
forever would change and alter the world...

There are no impediments
in the nature of true minds...

I always carried my death, living.
My memories all were...

pictures,
the cliché of memories...

As much as personal, love
is also impersonal...