Very Merry
Bearded and unshaven, he stumbled upon my door. Neither right nor wrong, it was just.
Bearded and unshaven, he stumbled upon my door. Neither right nor wrong, it was just.
To starry walls, she spreads her arms, like waiting for a beckoning touch. In the darkness her secrets swing open, a chest unfastened in mid-flight. Pirouetting on fire, to the song she has grown into, … Continue reading
It started with a glance and a fall diving on the floor to crawl oh how his legs felt so small, followed by a thud on the wall his insides dizzied like a brawl his … Continue reading
a spoonful of stardust memories shoot bullets of darkened desires flying to the call of alley wings by the carnal corridor, lust looms. bullish bellows dance to tunes of stabbed feather-beds and unicorns as shadows … Continue reading
I saw Lily sat on a wooden rocking chair Unstable and old, it was perfect for her. Moved by the creaking chair song, Lily dreamt of a willow tree weeping grasses of pale green. “The … Continue reading
I walked into a dream or so maybe I thought it was. Giraffes were floating in mid-air, dancing amongst dying sunflower petals. The ceiling jumped to the walls, the floor hopped towards the ocean sky. … Continue reading
It was a chilly day. And Lily loved chilly nights more than smoldering hot days. More than she adores dipping her fries in caramel sundaes. More than snickering at a decently dressed lady walking by … Continue reading
You were, the hurricane that swept me away, anchored me towards the ocean I was, the message in a bottle adrift you pulled me in and saved me Inch by inch, you got me in … Continue reading
A match made in heaven, motions a flicker and a stick igniting illusions of euphoria. Billowy orbs of white dust, swings to the rhythm of breaths painting images of a balcony breeze. Little sputters of … Continue reading
But if you ever need to leave me, indulge me with empty flowers amuse me with metered eyes unshackle me to the borderless skies relieve me of idle romanticism And if you ever need to … Continue reading
Oh lily, your midnight virginity is a deranged thing of marvel, your unkempt adolescence excruciating, addicting. Grazing your unimaginably porcelain skin sends me floating on a cloudless sky only my hands are bound, keeping me … Continue reading
Up, up, up the zephyr flies me to the fire to the east, the west oh, the glory of its brightness Up, up, up the cosmic hue of blue it looms ever so closer, bathes … Continue reading





