Our love is infinite
Your voice...

Love for you...

love for you
never ends...

Fallen leaves.
Withered tree...

I come back
to the little girl on a swing...

Daddy
where are You...

Hidden under the books, surrounded by pens.
White-but he has a soul of gold in a sense...

The space is blurred
I see men in the fur of red birds...

water like a mirror reflects faces of the dead
in the play of light and shade I melt...

I got tangled
in time...

thoughts fly away
obsessions slowly flow...

My life is racing with time
I’m running...