Spring:
A naïve youth...

To become a pretty fairy
Is really a wondrous life...

Blow the autumn leaves away, beautiful crone
Blow the beauty of Leo's sign away...

Don’t hold my body made of warmth.
Don’t caress me with the hands that touched...

Dearest Laura, my goddess renowned
Muse of the arts, forever shackled and bound...

A run-away girl
Annabel is her name...

Emotions spoken by my hands
Channelling chaste Hate...

My heart, a graveyard of lovers dead
My prayer mat is near the bedpost...

Pink Cherry leaves calling the powder blue sky
Stepping out my protected empire...

I always wake up terrified at dawn
Dreaming I was a leaping doe-eyed fawn...

Orange meets the blue
The sunset’s colorful mixture I adore...

Tranquil yet stormy, a double edged woman she is
An element of Six...