Today, a young lady asked me,
"Don't you have any obsessions?"...
I almost missed you!
I knew I should have aimed towards your heart...
And to think that I used to write everyday,
And now, I just write every other time...
A deer eats green grass
as winds sway pastures in warning...
it is like it is
rules will be rules...
Down, i look. You turn to see me, so slowlY
Every now and then, i turn to see you toO...
I want to be a watermelon
and roll...
Inside a car, with windows up,
A doll with braided hair, sits...
When flowers bloom, I'll see you soon.
I'll be a bug in a cocoon...
Since when have leaves from that tree care
if winds move them with a whisper...
I feel the need to take this to my grave
A love as vast as all the universe...
I
Retrieve the metal...