Dripping red onto pristine snow of hope Droplets pulled away from the very heart of me With a smile Always a smile As they fall Every breath, every heartbeat pressing out yet another myriad But never forming a river Never making a waterfall One by one – a crimson kaleidoscope An ornament, a gift from … Continue reading I bleed and I call it the colour of love →

I gave myself to you without a gift receipt With a confidence I had forgotten I could display, shaking with expectancy that you would accept me whole, in a moment of assurance that I am worth the wait and the pretty ribbon and the shiny paper Wanting to know deep in my heart that there … Continue reading I gave myself to you without a gift receipt →

There used to be a gap between moments imagined and moments lived; sometimes it still grins with all the might of its wide mouth, a toothy slit, oozing light-hearted pity for the mortal hopes I held. Scenes congealing into a precipitate of memories that only exist through the human power of expectation And I walked … Continue reading The smell of dried oranges and apricot brandy →

Some wounds gape open too much to be stitched together by a sip of wine and a good old cry It would take waterfalls of tears, high concentration of salt, to wash this slash clean And allow for the healing wave to begin. My eyes cannot weep that much water. It does not matter, for … Continue reading Overture →

I stand in the wind and lift my damp face towards the skies, giving my tears to the night in a silent, hopeful offering I know the salt will wash away my guilt in the end A cold whirl steals my breath and soul - carries my weary spirit above the world water streams from … Continue reading De tachment →

I carry the weight of a hundred dead dreams Dragging their carcass behind me through a diamond hard desert Winds howl at my ears, drying my lips Open wounds on my hand seep into the fabric of their tangibility Open cuts on my feet leave a crimson, trail that all my tears wouldn’t wash away … Continue reading Diamond Desert →

I don’t need to be anywhere else but here I want you I need to hear you laugh Give me your hand I want to feel your voice one single scathing tear trails down my face I can hear your heart screaming I want to be your heart bleeding thousands of notes of rain I … Continue reading raindrops →

I am so aware of the boundaries of my love.I scratch at the hard paint. I use my nails up to the skin to see if I can still bleed.It hurts from my fingers all overseeping creeping whispering pain There used to be people. Others thought they were dead and they buried them.When they woke … Continue reading helpless →