That Moon Which The Sky Never Saw

I Have No Name For What Circles So Perfectly.

I See My Beauty In You.

There’s Nothing Left Of Me. I’m Like A Ruby Held Up To The Sunrise. Is It Still A Stone, Or A World Made Of Redness? It Has No Resistance To Sunlight.

My Religion Is To Be Alive From Love.

In This Life Many Demolitions Are Actually Renovations.