Luminous cherries, dangling in the air,
The gentle breeze tickles their crimson skin...

Darkness dazzled my mind.
I, a lonely meanderer...

The final whistle was blown.
Hockey sticks, hoisted in the air...

Lost in dark vortexes,
Longing to feel the first sunlight...

When the angry sea divides us, the loving gods...
Your joy, ablaze like the orange flame on a clear...

Where could I go to find Love?
She flies like a comet to the unknown galaxy...

I pierce into the happy heart of the people
With a knife that, ever, gleams in hatred...

The lungs had risen like bubbles,
Weightless in mid air...

The crimson moon waned, slowly.
Her night came, a sudden grief...

My room, the moonlight bright,
A quill, in my hand, a poem, I write...

His heart is happy like a hummingbird;
She sings all life long...

Crystals are smeared upon my flesh
A shivering mockingbird, I am...