I came to be nothing but a shell
swayed by ocean waves...

Ashes in my eyes,
a burnt world that sleeps tight...

Oh Ben, where are you now?
I search for you within this site...

A bench is a place to rest
in front of flowers and a lake...

To feel my love be born
And then to see it'll grow...

A cricket
chirping...

With fingers
in my lower back, my spine...

for a moment, I would like to see
the sun...

May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...

my sleep is awake in me,
I tried to put it to sleep...

If you see her - a woman, walking towards you,
embrace her, hug her, kiss her; she's your...

You tucked your feelings
in bed, and slept...