Stream gushing forth
In the heartless summer breeze...

She holds the world with all these sentiments
Flowing fast, upon her sometimes hopping heart...

As geniuses design;
```my destiny's canvas...

Love Isn't Imaginary
Love letters may fade away in time...

Lustful Tempo
With a wiggle of her hips...

I watch you play in the garden of time
idling between the gaps of years...

Tonight, I will dance
to the tune of Cuban beats...

I miss you in the morning,
when all I have left is...

When I think of us
Miles away...

Millennium
Along gold-draped walls...

Mistress of the Moon
and there she is...

Staring out of my window,
as I listen to the sky...