Two bodies wrapped in an embrace in a tomb of glitter and frost- the blood lingers while they kiss, then it pours gently down the legs of the cradle surrounded by mist. The lake of tears reflects the moon of sorrow- trembling, fluid, unpredictable; their red eyes locked, unblinking, while eternity replaces the morrow.
The vanishing words, the vanishing images, the shedding of selves like autumn leaves; of withered lives on wrinkled paper, dust off the treasure chest in the desert, next to a snake regenerating its skin polished, your porcelain appearance melting into the undefined- does the new verse annihilate or build you? perhaps it is the fading portrait eitherContinue reading “A poem: November”
Awaiting ❅ Butterflies spiralled in silver – petals sleeping on the floor Eternally moved, I quiver- Tenderly pressed against the door. Of the senses ❅ Nostalgia persists soft as velvet, sad as lace, sweet and intoxicating as your scent sliding down my spine. The fragrant city ❅ Through the alleys, scents of old seasons scatter in the urbanContinue reading “Poetry”