Önarckép  

                                                              Ez én vagyok

                                                              magamnak is kevés

                                                              porból metszett

                                                              sajátos döbbenet

                                                              csonkított kép

                                                              fura,fonák

                                                              merész

                                                              törődött arc

                                                              de boldog is

                                                              veled.

                                                              Kései szerelmesvers

                                                             Benne vagy

                                                             bordó véralvadásban

                                                             távoli galaxisok

                                                             titkos üzenete

                                                             sarjad szívedben

                                                             hajad csillagokba

                                                             írt vers

                                                             szemed

                                                             fehér lapopkra

                                                             hulló ékezet

                                                             éj vagy

                                                             törékeny

                                                             sarki fény

                                                             megkésett hóhullás

                                                             testemre tapadó

                                                             kezed...

                                                             Salamon álma

                                                             Libánon drágám

                                                             cédrusfák árnyán

                                                             Senirnek gyöngye

                                                             húgom,jegyesem

                                                             olajjal kenve

                                                             Amána hegyén

                                                             meztelen keble

                                                            titka,szerelme

                                                            Salamon álma

                                                            Hermon tisztásán

                                                            lehull ruhája...

                                                                Ma

                                                           Ma hangod barna szél cibálja,

                                                           kesernyés mámor hatja át

                                                           s a szélrózsa minden sarkába

                                                           viszi tört lelked illatát,

                                                          kulcsra zárt ajtók nyílnak újra,

                                                          üvegszilánkok törnek el

                                                          s a féltés harangkondulása

                                                          szelíd arcodra fényt lehel

                                                         és titkok lágy zajában lüktet

                                                         a kimondatlan,bölcs való,

                                                         egy érzés,komor kamasz tekintet

                                                         s áldó szerelmed,biztató.