Though in my computer, I type a story,
while I hear the clicking on my keyboard...

In Winter - you were my Temple, an altar
that diffused incense to benches overcrowded with...

When I met you
It was like tasting lemon for the first time...

Creativity
Please don’t mind me...

Through the window, a snowflake falling on the...
like a raindrop, shapely frozen, but melting on...

In the backyard,
I searched for you in the stars...

Mother said "the sun will come, open...
as white curtains sang a tune of clish-clash...

Like pencils locked in drawers,
one by one, remained silent...

The witch in black has cast a spell
To bring to Earth the worst of Hell...

So I want to rhyme, is that a crime?
I can assure you is not a waste of time...

Love,
Water me with hopes as if I were that flower moved...

It's not a day or a night that I would like,
Or an afternoon or a midnight that I would prefer...