may my smile
be forever loving
as I play in life

new roles and adjust
words as a tight dress

may wind cloth me
forever changing
just that loving smile

let then one survive

I long for your hand
reaching out to you
in your solitary time

it feels right to exchange
tenderness as rare
garment today

everyone wearing
passion, jealousy, envy
claiming to feel

alive consumed indeed
that common look
wearing everything out

underwear outerwear
deeds feelings selfies
very little left beneath

simply I reach out
to your hand let it be
all with all its significance

the stillness
of some nights
has few equals

owls sounds
out of nowhere
under this canopy

honeyed darkness
wrapped around
my lonely steps

some times I miss
being the shore

constantly smoothed
by the froth caressed

by the whispering
waves to find myself

in the soft morning light
cleaned up reordered

from all the creases
of worrisome days

to ride the wind

is an old dream of mine

I have to (be) content for now

just whispers to my ears

wind that moves foliage

and flowers alike

that caresses the surface

of sea and rocks alike

to soar to dive to lazily

float around thing

breathing again

and again

powerful

weightless

time leaving

traces everywhere

victims never

to be avenged

time cannot

be hold it can

be classified

never arrested

and if doing some

serious thinking

we last but the

length of a breath

time shows itself

and swiftly go

on borrowed dreams

he said we are made

with the same atoms

as the sun and the stars

that a small part of him

could have been a star

long ago now fallen

on this solid planet

yet not having

a light of its own

he was afraid he

may fly apart

anytime once

more into the

finest powder

a tear in my eyes

as I dive into

deep thoughts

he never ceases

to surprise me