Your eye... like a pool—in the duskdrippedyour eyebrow an arrow on a bowdrawn tautyou drive me crazy girl—by Godblessed with graceknow this... I love you so much—for youI am madtaking the Moon’s glow—night’sGoddessthe sun’s shine—you have stolen ityou radiatemaking spring jealous—my beautifulcompanionwinter is not felt with you—honeydrips..!
Soul’s confessionTonight I feel covered in dust, body and soullike those newspapers from last week.....that sleep on shelves with petrified letterswithout having the pleasure of being read.
I strive to shake my soul hard...drowned and drained by the dust of oblivionevery sense of mine is in revolt...demanding retribution........the elixir of life..!
