Your caresses is a flower, the kisses a fragrance.
Your love is the plant of my sun-kissed dreams.
The reason I say sun and not moon is because
your warm actions take me to a world of bliss.
Where the loveliest grass thrive near and far,
the sweetest of fleurs are everlasting.
As well as my fortunes.
Please, adorn my black crown with another made
of wildflowers.
Take my hand, then a breath and let us dance in
light.
Make me see only the flowers, never the weeds.

I often wondered how it would feel
to be a rain drop.
To fall from the Heavens, onto the Earth.
To wash over everything so they will
come again new.
I often what it would be like as a raindrop
to unite with the hearts of those in pain.
So they know that there cannot be
ill will between us.
Once to often when it rains, I look to the
sky and wonder, "what am I looking for?"
Now, I see...
I must turn my pain to power and
unite with the rain...