Violent love…
Fury on stilettos, carmine wearing Lilith, I howl my love for you throughout the City… Rubbing my slit wrists smearing every bricked wall, every fence. Shaken with fever… Leaving your name for all to see, in disturbing scarlet letters!
Category: short
Precious You…
I don’t need you. That the beauty of it all, Love… You’re my favorite luxury!
Tear…
A tear, running down… No good reason to wonder, Just water falling.
The scarf…
Do you remember this scarf, carelessly thrown on your couch? I hadn’t announced myself, as I rarely did… I liked to be like a feather in the wind, letting it take me where I needed to be. And every so often, it seems like I needed to be yours for the night. You never…… Continue reading The scarf…
The artist…
Bright white canvas standing in the middle of the room, longing to become a story. My hands, queezing out the paint, like anecdotes, not quite interesting on their own, but intriguing when intertwined… I run the silky brushes’ hair on my palm, tickling the dormant artist in me. I mix the colors slowly. Memories…… Continue reading The artist…
Seeking…
I don’t seek richness I don’t seek celebrity… I only seek being! Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Being
Summer hum…
Lovely cicada, Shy singing thermometer Your hymn spells summer!
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Pétales immaculés, timide biscuit chinois. Gardienne de ma fortune juste à l’orée du bois. Laisse moi t’effeuiller, doigts fébriles, tremblotants. Espérant le retour de mon très tendre amant.
Sweet Summertime…
My dear summertime, I find comfort in your arms… Go away never! Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Comfortable
Sweet melody…
My ear to your chest Listening to your life’s beat Utmost lullaby Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Lullaby
Cyranny's Cove 