The only imperfection is the mirror.
The only way the reflection is the same
is if you believe it.

I haven’t been happy
since I heard your voice
leave me

if the sky falls
can we catch it

  if the water waves
  can we crash it
  
    if the sunrises
    can we chase it

      if the wind calls
      can we take it

i lived in a time
where the moonlight
was my only sunlight

foggy memories arise as the sun speaks
good-morning

peace of mind falls as the moon winks
good-night

                                                 - ups and downs
                                                 a life of balances

                                                      ­                  …

my life is on the line,
at least my clothes
are being dried

Bedded soul in the soil
Casket cassette spins
Tears in Heaven
Ripples into waves
I turn my head in the bed I lay
Now I become Death in his name
While Eric Clapton plays
I light travel dark vivaciously
Garnering the souls in the soil