Those sunflowers bring resonance:
your voice, March, pine trees...

Reminiscences of you
always come back to me...

Like amber mem'ries,
snow makes dainty Sarcodes spring...

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

My heart prickles in pain
remembering how lonely...

No one
will ever find...

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

To capture
a moment...

I'm afraid
that you just might...

Your footsteps have built a metropolis,
yet we remain...

You always disappear
like Dandelions on a sunspot-filled road...

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