They keep coming back to me
Just like the Seasons

Have you considered what will be your
first words when you are going to meet me?
So many right one to choose.

I know your answer now and it is perfect:
Never leave you alone my love.

So I will never leave you also.

I am curious about your eyes.
And eyebrows. I want draw their
shape with finger.
Look on you for a long time.
Think about what you think.
Watch your eyes.
To know I am yours and you are mine.
Forever.

Life when it is lost.
25/11/2020

She was his
her eyes fixed upon his needs
expressed in his face
she was his
transfixed
her first glance upon awakening
her last glance before uneasy sleep
She was his
his voice enslaving her
the soft wheedling
the ugly commands disguised
She was his
his hands caressing
his fingers raking her soft, soft skin
She was his
his mind enclosing
enrapturing
her soul
deep within

Days run by like larva
cooled into deep black pools
within my subterranean heart
All I want is for the lockdown to end
so that we are no longer apart

Chaos in my mind

                 Spirals on repeat

They left me behind

                  Blisters on my feet

I’m lost and I’m blind

                   Empty and Complete  

I try to chase my thoughts

                    But they end up chasing me

I got drenched in your poetic verse.

It didn't wet my body,
but my heart was flooded.