Because boredom screams

You are strong
And you are loved

We love you.

My hand, his paw

Swing paws honey?
Sure honey, swing paws

p.s. He has big hands, like tiger paws.
I miss him all, I miss his paws.

#10Years #loveLost #soulmate

Burn

Let our scented
Candles
Burn

Sandwich
With Dijon mustard spread
Fresh.grown sprouts
On thick.sliced bread

For your long journey home
10.000 kilometers
Back to Barcelona

Until we meet again
For Christmas
Then you.ll show me

Your fine version
Of fat.belly pork sandwich
For my long journey home
To KL.

Pork lard
    Good
        For the heart

Make it
    5 Jotas

Jasmin and black olive
In her corridor
To whisk away
The smell of death

Of her landlady
Of great corpulence
A weak heart
And diabetes
But the sweetest smile
And contagious laughter

She gives thanks
When lighting her candle
De jasmin et olive noire.

Xixona icecream
On a sweltering
August day
Well-earned
After extensive
New market research

Let's make it Xixona
Again when we meet
Next week
As we'll have
Plenty to talk about
With the taste of
Almonds on our lips

Honey
May i give you
A reverse hug?

He stands still
Opens up his arms
For her
To embrace him
From behind

As she lay her head
Between his shoulderblades
Listening to the murmur
Of his heart.

Beggar gets a life
After saving one
Writer gets a life
After losing one

When all hope is lost
But for a sliver of light
In the form of an Angel
From Spain

He saw her unconscious
He saw her fuming
He calmed her
Troubled mind

She lives on
With that chimera
Of a goodbye hug
Or was it one that said:
Hello?

Beggar gets a life
After saving one
Writer wins a life
Writing to
Her Angel of Spain

Of all thoughts
Good and bold
Of all thoughts
Clean and right

Of all means
Clear of sorrow
Of all things
High and low