Seldom have I seen a finer portrait of married love.
Always Together, Forever Apart
Like day and night, the one defines the other, and yet they cannot coexist.
Evacuation
Can I seek joy, satisfaction, without my love?
Evanescence
The dawning sky with all its brilliant hue will soon be gone...
Help Me to Remember
Can you imagine what it must be like to forget your past?
Body Language
A Tritina about love
Here You Are
In the spirit of Walt Whitmas, a "song of myself."
Sunny Sunday
Sunny Sunday afternoon— perfect time to sway in the hammock, staring blankly into the foliage that towers above me and dances to the music of my mind....
Not My Will
Time moves far too slowly. Oh, how much I miss you!
What’s in a Name
To you it may be just another name, but to me it's a song of heaven.
