Invitations closed,
Sealed words...

Gazing at the yellow horizon
as the sun surrenders its light...

Today I'm here, I'm safe in
your arms, but tell me what...

A half-written poem
can only be penned by a...

A combination
of sleeplessness, a dried pen...

At night
we're lovers...

Amidst the chaos of words
and metaphors, somewhere...

Fears
conquered...

Collect it all, take it back,
take every breath you gave...

Don't ask me to paint
a rainbow in your night...

I think that my subconscious still
keeps some traces of your memory...

His Heart
young, reanimated...