Two little worms
Out for a fish...

Imagine a World
Where time ran backwards...

From the slightest breeze
She trembles with fear...

My Queen, tilt your head to the left
Facing that bright light upon the wall...

See my love, I told you I'd come
Your front gate was closed but I managed...

They roll down my poetic tongue
Those little lines I've spun...

Two little mosquitos
Just sitting about...

A day in a thought
What's on my mind...

Her stained colored tears
That's crowding her face...

She clears the keyhole
Like a thief in the night...

That poor little dry well
At the top of the hill...

My poor little heart
Fell off the wall...