I don’t want be lonely,
In the Autumn of his life, light fades, inconsequentially,no trace, no track behind.Spring searing,leaving him…
There’s a woman close to me,from far away,every day, I wonderis she happy?is she bold?will her dreams, her…
Wanting in ageshame like an itchunidentified, not deniedunrecognisedcringingly defiedwantonly despisedloving too…