I am walking in fragrances
Small impressions from you...

Cooking simple things,
I love Coffee...

Sadness at a funeral
Standing without knowing the language...

Even I can't play a piano
I can feel the rhythm in the music...

Sheltered by my big hands
To clumsy to make a sculpture...

It is Sunday morning...

I have always felt
our world as rich...

Dancing in dream light
First careful step...

Revisiting my family, by looking at old photos,
missing the best part of me, all their kindness...

Sometimes my name has no point
like I don't belong...

Love at the first stroke
Carefully kisses after a joke...

The little things only you will know...
no one else notices it...