lick moon shadow
from the wall
like a lollipop

neverland
star-filled month
silent night

summer storm
in the park
our bike rides

warm evening
dusk on my hands
the wind calms

footsteps fill
in the white
sunrise moonscape

a deep wood
we search for
each other's love

icicles engraved
in the oak tree
sparkles of illusion

tufts of green grass
broken wing
under clearing skies

swallow's nest attached
to a terracotta tile
is about to fall

in muddled pathway
zephyr wind
follows me home

new-blossomed tree
the garden gate
swings open

I become a snail
looking for a way
to paradise

half open window
cold sunrise
on piano keys

a broken beaded necklace
in a Chinese box
what remains of us