Butterfly wings

a white butterfly
in my olive palm;
if I close it
I shall dispel the gold
from its delicate wings

Cactus heart

hidden deeply
in the heart of a cactus
only a bud
waits for a sunbeam
to bloom again

Lime fragrance

the fragrance of
lime as I wait for you

 this gloomy day...
 tears fall again
 onto wet soil 

Autumn songs

cricket songs
nestled in my moon
lie down with
a soft moonbeam
on our pillow