Dancing in the pale moonlight
During summer heat and rain...

Sunday morning
It is Sunday morning...

Bright red, crumpled silk*
is wrapped around you body...

Joyful through the reborn intense light,
winters depressions is ending...

Emotions and feelings, floating free.
Love and tenderness meet me...

Sweet dreams from my heart
a sweet kiss for good night...

Soft talking in tenderness,
cutting in the morning silence...

Please catch the breath from me,
Approach me and feel my lips...

When we walked
Either talked...

Symbols for love has many shapes
I have tried to hold some on tapes...

Talk nonsense verse
A clock...

Talking: alone with the stars.
Often I stand outside...