If thou art Cupid
I dare thee...

Over and over again
Life's essence lost...

Black is beauty...
that's why...

Through my eyes...
I saw you...

I never asked for much;
a palace,a porche car nor a queen for a wife...

The same mistake done,
not once,twice but over and over again...

In another world
I'll be your cheval glass...

Staggering lines
empty words...

Ye,the cause of love tragedies
by thy wrath; Othello slained Desdemona whom he...

Fly...
fly yee Robin...

If I say she is sacred
that's blasphemy...

For sure many I've seen
yet I wonder all along where you've been...