Music is when sun and earth make love,
the waltz...

In age my pains
have increased...

When you smile
the pearl gate of Eden opens...

We are two glasses rolling,
and gushing each other with sand...

When you are humble
and down to the earth, there is...

The Wanna Be Wise Me Once Said :: ::
This moment is all I have...

I apologise to the God of poetry
that I wasn’t writhing for the right reasons all...

There are nothing but present,
and present is nothing but the accumulation of...

I wonder if God created you first
or the world...

Apple
is gravity...

I've always walked on your carpet
Yet the carpet is a firework of...

Woods are born to burn
They like moth...