Our washed-out clothes huddled at the back Moonlight peeking through the lacunary crack Shadows bowed and played pirouette I was dancing...

Relentlessly several years pass by, The sweet odor in wine has gone awry. Bearing a fragment of bedtime lullaby, At dawn you are lost by...

They accuse my idolatry of false at heart, Two worlds collide to tear us apart. You belong to angel but I am demon, Yet had we never been...

In the morning I open my eyes, Just to see my inamorata lying beside. Shall I compare thine own beauty to the autumn's day, or to the...

He runs fingers through his hair, in one sable room where no one shares. Lustfully, lubriciously, long they gaze. Fear of the outside,...

Night deepens as to deepen my insecurity, Beneath my shadow lies singularity. It's not illness but convalescence that makes me dream...