100 selected poems

we’re everyanything more than believe

sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for springtime is lovetime
and viva sweet love”

my blood can sing
and dance

were hopes:the moon
open
for you and close

we’re wonderful one times one

i say no world
can hold a you

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

Flowers resembles beauty
less than our breathing

my sweet old etcetera