"That people get too reckless
That even with the simplest of crimes
They leave, blood behind"

Evening Love Song

Ornamental clouds
compose an evening love song;
a road leaves evasively.
The new moon begins
a new chapter of our nights,
of those frail nights
we stretch out and which mingle
with these black horizontals.

Rainer Maria Rilke

"The proper aim of giving is to put the recipient in a state where he no longer needs our gift." — C.S. Lewis