Probing my existence you Have journeyed so far The lanes deserted by you Have changed forms Probing my existence you Have journeyed so far The lanes deserted by you ...

The sounds and scents of summer The sounds and scents of summer

A poet's expression of Intimacy A poet's expression of Intimacy

When the flower walks out of the seed. When the flower walks out of the seed.

When naughtiness and stubbornness took hold of me. When naughtiness and stubbornness took hold of me.

Realizing there is no chance.. because I really am invisible. Realizing there is no chance.. because I really am invisible.