It was devastating.
Out of boredom, drops in...

Bending the truth,
you return back to your home...

Sometimes I do not
want to be talked about...

Autumn was round
the corner. I was preparing...

You come to me like
a fall...

Blunt and bold were
the wet spots...

Tonight the moon will sit
on the gazobe...

It was a damp kiss
of an image...

The brown rice were
not yet ready...

Can you understand
the agony of a titan, which...

I would not understand
your fabric, when you come...

I felt you, through your
words. Tight and...