How silly can the heart be..
in love with her own foe...

I took him by the hand .. and then
we flew right through the wind .. and went...

She grazed in death.
in comfort...

I took a little walk today
As cherry blossoms blew my way...

Rough hands
and soft ones...

Death.
so somber...

The door, alas, is closed..
the fire burned, has burnt...