Snow man, melting frost
time is the perfection lost...

Beauty shines
in the crystals of your eyes...

The abyss of shapes
drop to drop...

If you can not love anymore
if your ark of feeling have sank in the mud...

Only kids feel the suffocation,
adult are already suffocated...

We lost our genders to love.
We lost our voices to love...

I wish I were the pivotal point
at the centre of gravity...

To Misty Flower
Your birthday is when beauty was born...

A big bird in a
tight cage. A tiny bird in...

Under the window
of an unknown beloved...

I brimmed mine with wine
but only your empty glass...

First you were just an itching indentation
and I was a swollen pain...