Everyone would
wait for the death. It should be...
The chilling offer
of thumbs in the voyage...
Never had been
at distant pain to hear...
Would we meet
again under half moon...
It's not about you and me,
It's not the seed, nor the tree...
Moon was slit in
neck tonight. Can you explore...
The rainbows bridge
from the branches of your appetence...
Give me a live
poem, like a mantra...
I am selling my age.
Going stone in market. Honestly...
When you plan to quit,
the ghost limb will slash the wrist...
Your absence
creates an aura. The...
Longing to sit on
your pink lips, a butterfly...