The pallid man sat upon the lonely rocks, counting the stars in the sky to attempt to imagine them as … More
Her face, encased in ice,
Winter has made a fine print,
Love has been replaced,
With a tear.
Beauty has been replaced,
With a sculpture of ice,
And I still draw it close for a kiss.
Famous and beaming with red,Lovely until you fall dead,With the stead of undying love.Romance has quaked our realm,While nectar falls … More
Save me, graces,The bleeding wound,In me,Has long thought of to be free.Your idleness matchesMy failure. And to the ship,Where there … More
I crawl and dwell,Where faces embrace my Hell.Where love is most potent,Is where my misery is frenzied. There are demons … More