Buranko

breaking up the black are sun patches, on the floor; pieces of morning

out of love with spring, in love with the summer sun, ah! molten ice-cream...

along the thin branch chestnut blossoms; reborn out of this cold weather

Songs that sound hopeful shatter the darkest corners, giggles and laughters

8. "be ready for anything" warned The Magician continuing in her hoarse voice, she added "The World is a predictable fool don't worry; however, The Fool isn't"

7. fear isn't in anyone's vocabulary or… wasn't until, like cold water when you sit in a puddle, seeped into it

6. creating playing cards one at a time is fun until... until there is a full deck that won't accept any more, so it revolts. tonight... tonight they are disturbed

5. I like to think myself as a perfect texts writer no typos, no errors, however, reality is mostlt disappointibg.

4. frost bites into our fragile skin leaving its recognizable marks yes! we enjoy it otherwise how would anyone be happy under this terrible weather?

3. water isn't hydrating enough tonight we're drinking fire! make it rain, never to stop; make sure to harvest it well enough.

2. well… finding a good book hurts simply because it ends why aren't they endless; heaven is eternity and a good read…

1. Wearing less clothes is my clear sign of spring's arrival. Clearly, by April, it would be here, however, the "sign" hasn't appeared yet.

Sweet and blue

a heavenly earth and a hellish, little town ah, opposition

2 his strength? absolute. finger gestures and decapitated horizons. his knowledge? absolute. a lack of eyes proved beneficial; a lack of ears? beneficial as well. his mercy? questionable. he is ...