I was looking for heroes
not knowing that there are no heroes...
Two worthy opponents
two opposite dancers...
"O father" where has your fever gone?
Where has your wisdom gone...
Soak your eyes in clarity
by looking into the clear pond...
When you look at your watch
you...
Birds are only the illusion of volume,
They’re sea creatures that brought the ocean...
She was crying
like I could never stop her...
A poem is the funeral pyre bright,
Of pulsations once exhumed from the deep...
I
want to...
Alone.
Not in a bad way...
High on your flirty lines,
I evaporate myself in sighs...
He reaches out
Voice cracking into the silence...