Blog: Veni, Vidi, Scripsi

(I Came, I Saw, I Wrote)

May 21, 2016


A Star Dies With Age, March 24, 2005


Woken dreams upon the breath
Of the childhood innocence
Dust collected on the toys of the past
Weeds grew over the childhood smile
No laughter is heard
The monsters have eaten the life
Moving up from under beds and closets

May 12, 2016

Sailing on Open Love, before 2012


he blows warm breath in my sails

soft against them, and we glide across clear water.

i am here by invitation,

sent to me on the cry of a seagull.

when he laughs, the speed picks up

the sun is brighter

and my smile is too.

i am having fun


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