On the wintry seas....
Resistence and war is the tyrant's gain...
Their view for aught that i can see

Ungratified desires
I became a bleeding youth
I don't know
For a tear is an intellectual thing...
A joy with

silken twine...
The age of Rafael....
a hot shade
From street to street
i meet my imagination

This is my prison decorum...
I do poetry
for the sake of being polite
with my inner being
and you...