241114 Lust
Confronted with every day .At night I look for a sweet armistice. It offers peace. Your thoughts work like a naughty army. They give up wars. You make dreams. Carrying lust.
171114 Drunk Life
You write. A story. You're three. You have.You reserve more. You share hope. Hunters. They stalk the dream. You steal. Moments of life. Crowned. You spend. Hell. Paradise. You lose count. You have made life be drunk.
101114 Words
You start writing .You choose your words. You don't give a word to anyone. You look for the one that suits best. Each one after the other, in a row. They unfold images. In front of your eyes. Surrendered to light. They shine. They are yours.
031114 Bless
Fate. A Scent. A valuable one. Scattered desires. Melting in time. Waiting. Dreams are born. They travel. Loaded by joy. They are off at a time. Bitter. Thunderstorm. Soak images. They are easily lost. You dive into your days. Wet. Orphan by fortune. In the madness of your faith. Blessed.
271014 The last kiss
Grief gets old. A clothe that have been worn. It lies heavily upon you. Every winter - every summer. It just leaves the measuring alive. The day. The last kiss.
201014 Embracing images
Night. Battlefield. You relax. Unattended shifts. A civilian. You let the enemy. He easily enters your lines. A different kind of life. Yours. Without a copy. Blessed absence. Gravity. It wins. Unknown words. You should. You should not. A bright darkness. It embraces images.
131014 Without guilt
In your peace. You are late. You may fool around. Without guilt. Your dream touches the sky. You get drunk. A possessed certainty. Success. Chlamys. Ruddy. Pitched on the shoulders. It stands out.
