You see me
on the street, in the street...

I don't love you yet
but I love...

I want less from god
let him have less rules, rituals...

Failure
is a gift I must learn to receive...

The angel was dying to be on earth
to see him once again...

Hello friend,
she whispered...

The canine's teeth sank
into the florescent tennis ball...

So little I know
so slowly I learn...

The wind is gentle
protecting my body...

I miss that 4am blue
meeting morning while talking with you...

The world has all the colors
it has taken man years to reproduce...

Dear
to know you, to love you...