there is so much
poetic moment
to a leaf
from a high tree
...
when you
are sad and lonely
you cannot actually
attend to
...
time passes so
swiftly
the woman who delivered the baby
...
it was just for fun my dear
but you were savoring it like pear
it isn't love, it's something else
and you knew it when it spills
...
A TREE branches out into multiple
personalities, Time
tries to hide it, impressing upon
the passerby,
...
a beautiful morning
i count the buffaloes
twelve all
grazing on the
...
WHAT YOU ARE to me is my secret.
when we meet we are simply players of the great ballgame.
when my arms touch yours nothing is significant
that the world wants to pause
...
now everything is full.
there is no container anymore
where i can put
happiness.
...
LOOK AT me
i am an empty circle
moving in cycles
rain in trickles
moving in cycles
...