When things fail, do you have a plan B?

Waiting for someone to come over. Around the playground of children, in the garden of love.

A walk through the city at night.

Just an ambient song, about waiting. We are all waiting for something.

What is poetry?

All we need is love...

What is poetry?

No real story to tell, use your imagination.

We are living in a expanding universe. Are we alone?

Are we friends? Or are we lovers? Can't we be both?