It dims the hope.
Eying peaks of flame...

Fraternising
the needles...

Under anesthesia
the elixir drips from the language...

I will not play
for you...

In starless night to-
think of you, watching the...

Slightly indecently
the moon was sleeping...

It was the interplay
between shadow and moon...

There was peace
without scapegoats...

The fireflies
wait for the lights to go...

Leaving the stains behind
I am moving to a new home...

Unfolding the lust, do not ask
for the olden love. The crowd...

It erupts and then sublimates
in thirst of response...