In a different place

In another room

The moment is near

The night is generous

Confident whispers, no words

Warm hands speak

The wall knows its paintings

As it knows mine

No artificial beauty

But a house built with care

A sweetsmelling city

Art that stretches the emotion



...into a close night

Where I hear your light sleep

A watch you safe in your dreams

Sucking on your thumb

And speaking silent words

A scene left as an undone memory

To proud to undress

To greedy to share the real

A teardrop hits an unwritten letter

It's sad to be an insect



Wet paper dries

The secret face is sealing inside

I cry from the roof at night

Like an embryo in the snow



Kill the life

Kill the love

Kill the heart

Heal the wound



A bewildered man in female hours

A slight change in eyes

Finally enjoying spitting

A tortured mind hunts to run away

It will always stay

In your city, in your house



A near life experience

I bow for your grace

Holding hands with myself