Green umbrella and amaranth rains,
we were lost in the warmth...

Rain from azure clouds falls gently
onto the flowers in your hair. Tempted...

Your whispers are like
a Rastafarian flower...

Petals from a flower
are scattered in the thick air...

Summer has ended,
and I've never heard your voice...

I once dreamt of
poppies and windmills...

You
are my...

Cinnamon
I thought about...

In you, I have found dandelions
a multitude of times...

The Soft Brown color
of your eyes...

The horizon
painted loneliness...

The falling dark red leaves of Autumn
were a dream constructed by a shipwright...