no more than twist

was it a dream, was it real or no more than twist...

searched for me

i searched for me, but what i found was...

a different side of you

i was a different side of you, the side you longed to be like

lingering on the periphery

if only you never were, but...

mistake my silence

continued and concluded

is turns into was

all it takes, is half a moment

turn around

if i turn around, what will i not see?

the first lifetime

a sign, or two and a meeting of two poets

i am, you are

about a cosmic relationship

wounds of love

broken glass

how do you fill up wounds of love?