When the wind
at its hasty ingress...

Not love or God
they neither sing...

I‘ve never seen roads
this tearful...

Whiteness in my heart
I roll from the snow fall to...

A Samurai
versus the onslaught of foes...

Not to kill or harm
they just improvise justice...

The magic...
of entertainment...................... .......of...

Poor little insect
finding his way back home in the maze of...

Such voluptuous prime
in the lusts of melons...

The mediocre truth:
There is no truth but...

As we breezed
hoisting...

Dark hair
white teeth...