Raspberry dreams

Midnight. Almost. I lay awake looking continuosly at the big wooden clock. No sound. No movement. It was dark. Very dark and silent. For a second, I thought I had smelt something. Something nice. Raspberries, maybe. Or blueberries. But I thought my imagination was playing tricks on me, as usual. How wrong I was!
The clock finally anounced midnight. I closed my eyes trying to fall asleep. The smell of berries intensified, as my dream became more and more vivid and the forest through which I flew became clearer and clearer. It is difficult to think clearly when you are sleeping, but I suspected that something about that dream wasn't right. And then, when I woke up, I realised what it was. The door was locked and the windows clocked. There was no way in which the wind could have moved even the lightest paper from it's place. But my perfume bottle had moved from its place. It was at the floor. Broken. And the sweet raspberry perfume had expanded through all my room. Now the question is, how did it fall down?

Sea destiny

Midnight by the sea.

The soft wind whispers.

Calls for me.


Above the night sky,

three lonely birds with

the stars fly.


And under the moon,

patiently waiting

for me to come soon

my near future lies.

But as hard as I

with all effort try

I can not see it.


The soft waves' breathing

haunts me as it is

everywhere.

Always follow me,

the birds as I leave

the sea.


And under the moon,

patiently waiting

for me to come soon

my near future lies.

But as hard as I

with all effort try

I can not see it.


As I leave, I go.

As I go the clouds

fly so low.


And the sea calls me.

And I call to it:

Goodbye...

Happy Valentines Day!!!

Looking

I looked at you,

you looked at me

and we both looked away

embarrased.

Again I looked at you

and you turned around

and looked at me

and I turned around

and went red

hoping you would not see it.

Again I turned around

to look at you,

saw you were not looking at me

so I kept looking

until you looked at me

and we both went red

and turned around.

Now though you don't look at me

and I do not look at you,

with our hearts we are both

still looking at each other.

And I know when again I see you

you will look at me

and I will look at you

and we will smile

and look away.

Until one day you look at me

and I look at you

and you come over here

and talk to me

and say my name

and finally ask me for a date.