It pours! It pours!
into this little lagoon...

Everyday before dusk turns to dawn,
I read a couple of poems in my bed time...

shh ..
have you ever been to a desert...

I've written poems for about four years.
And in the same amount of years...

The ocean
waves hello's...

Outside my house, a kitten plays.
It chases birds throughout the days...

It seems the oceans where I swim
have opened up to me...

I thought the fountain of my tears
had gone dry a year ago...

I miss you like petals misses the stem.
Without you, I have no roots, no place to bloom...

The sun does shine when there are no clouds in...
Yet whose to say that the sun does not shine as...

Poetry
By writing you...

Every night,
I swam in waves of dreams...