April 15, 2013 § Leave a comment
Dive in my black pool my friend,
my best of friends.
Just as I wish to lift tiny petals off your burdens,
sipping from your abyss’ booze.
Dive in if you wish to sail away.
Pain is pain and fear is fear,
is also love.
And I ‘ve never been in love before.
To such grace.
April 4, 2013 § Leave a comment
A pile of poems, sweet wine and cognac.
Us, springs made of autumn’s lands.