I was attracted to your
softness...
Sometimes
the tinder box...
Am I attractive
or am I available...
Closed eyes and sealed mouths
numbed by the pregnant moonlight...
....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...
Your eyes are milky way to my heart
galaxy full of wonders...
My teeth feel loose in my mouth
And I’m wondering what could be wrong...
I once tried to save an injured crow
Who on realising my attempt...
I thought I was alone and getting used to this...
I thought I'd stay this way, while slowly growing...