the Sun sends
its light
to warm the Earth.
the clouds bless it
with rain
just like the trees
try to reach for
the Sky
with their branches.
the Earth and the Cosmos
can't touch each other.
Yet,
we are their bridge.

-May Colde

waves and earthquakes
may have the power
to shake our world
and our bodies.
but nothing makes
our souls shudder
like words do.

-May Colde

we often think
about the honey
that's missing from
our cup of tea.
and we tend to deny
that it is the lemon
we put there
that adds so much
flavour.

we often forget
to add happiness
to simplicity.

-May Colde

blossom flowers
melted hours
caramel sunsets
us reunited.
                                midnight kisses
                                slow whispers
                                dancing bodies
                                careless souls.
   such a summer grail.

-May Colde

don't be fooled.
       broken hearts' tears
       are
             sweet venom
to former lovers.

-May Colde

the most dangerous
tornado
is called
art.

-May Colde