Night--
a desert so vast
no end is in sight
all I have is myself
to cross it --
with no one at my side

Abandoned and tired
as a snail without a shell
as a butterfly without wings
waiting lost and alone --
dear dream,
how long till you come
and pick me up from here?

You always said
there may be other possibilities.
our encounter depends on earlier choices.

You always said
there must be some great purpose
in our coming together.

But I don’t agree--

love is reunion
rather than an encounter
and our love itself IS the great purpose!

Sitting in the back of a black Honda Accord,
we were taking a ride across my city.
We saw jungles of skyscrapers passing by;
We saw a red flyover illuminant ahead,
like a real artery filled with blood.
A civilized city! You marveled.
and I smiled a smile you couldn't see,
cause we were sitting side by side.
Side by side, soul by soul,
Across the city we were taking a ride

Can you be quiet? World
(I beg you...)
when I'm writing a poem
(or reading, or thinking...)
can you just hold a minute
before knocking at my door?
Because I am waiting for
a beautiful voice from Heaven
to drop into my earthly bowl
She is vigilant and shy
(like a wild creature in jungle )
so talented at evading me
but, Shh... (I promise)
once I capture her
I will turn back to you
and serve your needs
As I always do

When you said you loved me
you looked upward
your pale blue eyes  
anchored at a quiet corner
like a ship from
across the glittering ocean
that lay at my harbor
I willingly boarded your ship
and together we sailed
to the distant horizon

Wheels spinning
Highway unfurls
Time is climbing
On the golden tail of Summer
Not as fragments of moments
One after another
But the smooth curve of waves
Gliding with tunes on the radio
The road extends on and on
As vehicles chase one another⁠—
Large and small, tens of thousands
A migration of wildlife
Racing to the horizon
A river is running aside
Out of the window, in a distance
Flowing high to my waist
Sky hangs low ahead
Sun is shepherding
A grazing herd of lazy clouds
At the end of the endless road
A terminal we can never reach