Your smile,
Enlightens the darkness in me.

Your giggle,
Sparks up the buried in me.

Your stare,
Burns out the frozen in me.

Your breath,
Warms up the winter in me.

Your kiss,
Heals the broken in me.

Your time,
Brings life to the death in me

9/29/16

which is nicer,
love.
to be sober with them long bumpless road
for decades worth a thousand solar eclipses.
or ,
to be drunk with your thirsty blood
for seconds worth a thousand teardrops.

9/16/16

where should i begin.

from the bloom in your old gaze
clothed with shyness
countless shots of cheap white wine
your thick burning lips
locked with mine
addicting déjà vu of pale bedsheets
sweet vanilla in between
every soft ticklish whisper

or shall we give up finding the beginning
for the sake of finding no ending.

9/9/16

what do i do but to resist
naming you the coldest earthling
when even the thinnest layer of smile
could bring warmth to every sleeveless heart
all the way to the upper Neretva.

1/21/16