The pink moon will
stay up to gray dawn. I will
meet you in prayers.

You just slept in
my arms to decipher
the dreams of unknown.

Violence creeps into
my eyes when crazy sun
starts beating the clouds.

The pink moon will
stay up to gray dawn. I will
meet you in prayers.

You just slept in
my arms to decipher
the dreams of unknown.

Violence creeps into
my eyes when crazy sun
starts beating the clouds.

You make history.
Don't move, like the stasis of
sea anemone.

Try to engrave
my signature on your chest, and
move beyond the darkness.

The persona hits
the wall. you cannot climb. Wipe
off the dream, go to moon.

I don't feel body
I don't feel pain. You play
with me O god!

From the flesh
I remove the pleasure.
A blood wolf moon laughs.

The fringe surrender was
in beheading yourself in dark.
I rise like the Venus.

You speak louder
in dark, unhinged, unchained
to become perfect.

I will not change
myself. Let the river flow.
I will have no banks.

The smoke rises
from the windows of ruined dreams.
Your footprints become relic.

Time has no time.
I cannot find myself in skyless
story of many stops.

A bohemian wants
to become Buddha without
sitting under the Bo tree.

You were touched
untouching me, when I
adored the water of deep.

Your painted toes
disturbed my sound sleep.
Your scented hands tremble.

The gods would
punish me, if I don't wipe
off your burning tears.

You stole my death
and put her in chains.
The unburied truth smiles.