47&48

47

the face of a stranger
in the miroor
carved lines
give her
much more stories

48

I'm an open book
in your hand
go ahead
read it
it is just a love story

46

the growing
yet still
little hands
are waiting patiently
to be held in mine

44

44
feels like
something in me
has died
as you kiss me
good-bye

45
finally
emancipated
from the shadow
of the sweet moments
adieu!

42 & 43

42
I stumble
on the gap
between
the reason &
the nature

41

the fethered heart
flies about
freely
Does it know
where to come back?

39 & 40

39
daunted
by the brightness
of other stars
a little one
hang on to the moon

40
under the moonlight
feel safe
to
show
my naked heart

38

do others notice
how deep
how gentle
how naked
his blue eyes are?