like a broken toy i carry with me the remains of what use to be a simple joy faith that the heart nursed absurdly sweet buffoonish the wind tossed me brutally and rigorously unmasking the crudeness the materiality i stand alone with barren hands gaping wide dreams slipping away one by one bewlidered now lost […]
soft enamoured breath, delicate slender fiingers, sunkissed tendrils , that swing around the angelic face, rests by the window, a soul unaccompanied, in her sighs lie concealed, the yearning, of a departed mate, wakeful she stays , in starry nights, and when the moon’s illuminated, serene slumbers , are gone with her beloved, she begs […]