What a pity you think
could be John or Joe...

Gabrielle covered my face with kisses
like she had a whole army to betray...

Trust the reader
don't explain the pain...

The first time
i kissed a girl...

Gathered in the backyard
the knights were thinking...

When the ten-thousandth person
got his driving licence in April...

Who steals the sandals
the shirts or the pants...

The last waltz found a place
to dissipate in little crushes...