a red field of leaves
a red field of leaves
reaching out to touch the sun
fluttering in the wind
a red field of leaves
reaching out to touch the sun
fluttering in the wind
quality of life
unconditional support
life partner's matter
twenty years have gone
it seems like just yesterday
we were so young then
a way to lead life
with bookish inclinations
don't forget to live
awake once again
enveloped in the darkness
the 3am blues
same experience
a different conclusion
weariness descends
take it all in all
the good the bad and the ugly
experiences
that last was silly
though the root is important
i am the virus
the souce of sadness
sits at the labyrinth's core
to look deep within
a new month is here
what shall we discover
same as the old month