Can you hear an ant's foot steps in the rain?
Or the flapping of a butterfly's wings in a storm...
My furry coated fluff-ball does so bark-
As tho' by each a roar is pleasure met...
You see it, I think
in my eyes...
Baby sister
I hope you grow up...
There's a hole in my heart,
You left it there...
Memories continue to assuage the longing
not to say goodbye to the days of youth...
I have these feelings in my heart
It is hard to subscribe them...
Trotsky left freedom
of exile for the prison...
To dream of a day without
Any worry, trouble, or doubt...
When we looked into the horizon, so deep
and sunken into the setting sun, we could...
Roses are red violets are blue
I wouldn't be me without you...
I still had so much to say
between our stunted farewells...