We had all kinds of things

We had all kinds of things But the narrative didn’t go that way It was meant to It was meant to be full Of dances of colour Of midnight strolls Of smiles and sighs And dresses hiked to our waists For love is precious But the apple still tasted bitter, The thorns were still sharp…

Birthday wish

tomorrow is my birthday start of a new era no longer young \ do I expect too much from love? I want to be happy independent and part of nature \ think before you speak about the other side of me those broken lines I follow are always in my heart Satisfying others but not…

Blood red circle

Blood red circle Round the moon tonight Rain is falling down In the darkness shadows Quick and dead Deny the promise That love lasts forever


It starts at my toes I can feel the magic building I close my eyes Clenching my thighs To concentrate on the spell Ancient words on my tongue I can taste them on my lips Then the magic comes And the spell is cast And you are mine forever; Afterward, I smile at the glow…


Indecisive failures victimise romance Predator and prey glimpse the future One needs the other Feather soft nerve endings On dark nights bound With no sense of time to each other

Ode to the wind

The wind adores me, Whistles past my window Searching for a chink, To push back my curtain, To touch my body; I feel you, lover, caressing my face, But I am blind to your true form, Your freshness warms my soul But chills my heart.