how does it feel?
the one who never cries on valentines

in love with the world
the world, with you

is this the real you?



unencumbered



life is your banquet
badly hidden treasures
fleeting pleasures

tempting to the real you
as you are to them

but treasures get plundered
pleasures elude

soon you have to find them where no one else looks


the games you'll play