This augments soundclick. It does not replace it.

This bouquet of warm words
 is the color
 of longing.
 Each sweet scent
 enlarges my iris 
 to drink your image
 greedily, unsated.
 
 Satori is knowing
 your every thought,
 your every feeling
 from inside and out,
 melting as one
 into an Alpine lake,
 clear water nestling
 among pine forever,
 or one day short
 of that inevitable
 when I become
 tedious.

 
                            ( Donna mi pregha )
 
 These words are that rain.
 Your eyes drink mine 
 to stir and replenish
 ideas in your garden.
 
 Do you want to rain dance with me?
 
 Rain drops from existence,
 creating rainbows,
 bright futures come,
 and the warming sun.
 
 Do you want to rain dance with me?
 
 Words restructure 
 our universe,
 firing passions,
 undarkening corners.
 I am captive of light.
 
 Do you want to rain dance with me?
 
 When your words
 meet my word...