Morning home at your place
Smiling with morning grace...

I want to create a book of love
Carry it with me in my minds library...

My life's canvas
I kindergarten they told me...

In silence, I love you
with all I am...

Spreading your arms in the snow
You are an snow angel...

I am a poet without word,
My brain is shattered to pieces...

My rose, red rich in fragrance and slender
you are to me so much, I have to surrender...

If life is a journey
And the universe my attorney...

You are always there
In front of my mind...

Night clouds in the sky dances
Along with the moon...

It is once more night
I feel a bit light...

Echoed footprint in sand
Foolish smiles after midnight walk...