26.
Hands are to give
and her heart needs roses
and your mind needs her heart
so forgive thorns' pain.
27.
The black hole of your eyes
sucked light from my eyes.
Your nails are in my flesh
your teeth in my vein.
Break my heart
collect your web.
28.
There are no
black and whites.
Everything is
gray.
World is not
green
but yellow and
blue.
29.
Lantern of the sky
with symphony of crickets
and opera of owls.
I need nothing more.
30.
Without weeds garden is naked.
Without thorn rose is not treasure.
Darkness brightens day.
Pain makes pleasure.
