I trace on the poignant window
the echo that you left in my heart...

Opaque and vaporous
scenery inspired me to...

On a prolific day
I become distracted...

There is a door
disconnected...

Shadowy eyes gaze
over my crown of braids...

The bells below echo
and I discard their warning...

I thought I was his friend
the kind who doesn't know...

Chains of temperature outlived us,
confiscating day paths...

I stare out of this telescope,
it isn't mine...

I was breathed into the coral reef
of aqueous rocks and morning caves...

You guard me in my unresponsive sleep
and I wonder how I came to live a fantasy...

I can't seem to settle for familiar,
because I always end up sitting...