I watch her
move about
now in brightness
...
midnight
forever trapped
in the broken watch
...
Between Bu & Bun
human nature always turns
plum blossom just is.
...
Dazzled by the sunlight
we laughed.
“Let’s jump into the sunlight! ”
...
'Felicta...Angie...Felicta! '
I smile
to see the sound
...
The words
uncover the poet
discover his
...
Nay...no more lover!
Prithee, nay...no more!
For forsooth I am sore lover!
...
She hurries from work
into the hustle & bustle of Tesco
to find...everyone
...
Memory
(like Winter)
perfectly preserves it
...