I love cemeteries
soil-smelling twilight
idle rainy days
grasshoppers' buzz
I want to born in your lap
and die whispering to you
little words of heart
poems for my dear
I love this life
Love at all
dark paths, sunny roads
raw apples, twistes
happiness, sadness, missing
I love this life
I love trees with deformity*
warm sigh of the summer
laughing mouths of little babies
white song of winter
I want to give myself to you
and be fuller right here
dance and laugh with you
at sparkling morning dew