You make me smile from behind
the curtains that I often cleanse...

I was carried away
with a flush of emotions...

The clouds
made no art to the sky today...

Forget me around your neck
and for an instance...

I covet tomorrow to shine beyond the sun in...
from the point of no return, running beyond the...

How would it feel to love you,
take you out of your misery...

Her pen name symbolizes
the muse of misfortune...

Of ashes and soil
of flesh and bone...

Tonight I'll murder you the literate way
riding a sword of words...

Come again, be a sight I desire wrapped in
a further unforeseen summer...

Another tedious night has arrived
as I survived a new day...

And I love the moments when I think of you
for there are no moments that feels as true...