Comments about athuramon 3631
The tricky breezes and the windy sun
What a day of mine, all in mass!
Wholly happiness appears and dim
What a confusion of mine, lust wasted?
Blunted limits are all ruined heart
What a praise of mine, all sharp edges!
Salty rose gave the kiss of life
What a dizzy feeling of mine, sink in shades?
Candle set fire in the direction of crescent moon
What a night of mine, all is deserted!