In a swirl
of music and mood colours...

And that was the day
of the eclipse...

The sun a dream whisper
fading into a mist of still air...

Days fade to gray
every breeze whispers your name...

She is like jazz
with playful rhythms &amp...

The smell of incense burns
my nostrils like the sun\'s fire...

Everyday
is only another day...

I love the sky
It's just there...

I can feel your eyes
but cannot meet them...

The larkspur serenity
of cicada evenings...

The moon shimmers
luminous in the blue-black sky...

Melting clocks cascade
down waterfall stairs...