I plunk at a beach,
silence herein,
I am, bit by bit,
shredded by winds
...
An evening walk,
just after both of us talked.
I walked her home afterward,
through a breezy boulevard.
...
Dance,
these boughs and branches
sway,
revelry at the midday,
...
Holding hands,
beach's white sands,
an evening walk,
an overnight talk,
...
I sit before a frame
It's empty and it's not the same
Picture there is none
Better if there's one
...
Hello, Honey
how have you been?
I know I can't be near,
would you just forgive me?
...
The love today,
is it what we try to find?
Does the world force us to fight?
Does it feel right
...
That day,
when no one's there,
I stand at that street.
Engulfed by the morning breeze,
...
With my point and middle fingers
I cut off the thread
of cynical hatred and
of thwarted revenge
...
He's alone
singing a song
so sad
he's cursing like mad
...