Cannot possibly
see the mountain in the fog...

He is the watcher of life
the cosmos rewards him...

How many Bosons are in a Nova,
And could you dance it to Corcovado...

You became my own child
though birthed from another man...

Intertwined
desires fully aligned...

No Leonovich, not predestined.
Great events are indeed...

That same sweet drifting pain
I slipped out of so long ago...

Travel the back roads of America,
find yourself on a two-lane highway...

One finger lands wrong
golden dismount disrupted...

A ruined stick
a burnt match...

This shoe is so small
it can't hold her full spirit...

Mediterranean cruise has me addicted
to sitting in my armchair at the railing...