Honey,
when will be the day...

Your lips, a bottle too subtle,
so supple meant to be taste...

You know, tonight, I was
looking at the sky, I saw you...

You see stars in eyes,
dark brown, elapsing into...

Sweet heart,
Every moment goes uncounted...

I dreamt of nights with black
stars gazing in my eyes...

She received a flower in an envelope
as a bouquet of letters with no sender...

It's true so many flowers bloom with water,
but you do not - you bloom with love, my love...

If our world was to collapse in a clash
would you then hold my hand close to your heart...

Lids hug each other;
this type of love makes one dream...

To live is to breathe
as to breathe is to inhale then to exhale...

I watched as the rain fell drop over drop
on the asphalt of a dusky street...