She had a face of salt,
her features were fading away...
from a closed window
a girl with teary eyes watches...
coward.
the word itself is unpalatable to a practiced...
You said her skin was the ocean
you would gladly swim in...
once,
i was a balloon...
Were you near rebirth?
To dive in pure water...
It was a clear morning outside the yellow kitchen
when the grey weather foreboded mischief...
I've spent half a lifetime
attempting to rid...
my skin drinks in the sun, turning a
shade or two darker – a homage to our...
A grove of your name
had carpeted my way...
It consumes everyone's laughter,
even the melodies of joyous music...
the heart fixates on sunnier climes,
casting the dark into the light as a...