We Were Rebels

Steamy flirts 
Joyride to nowhere
Hard liquor, AC/DC
And the cyberpunk scene
Your breath, my body
My whisper, your goosebumps
Riding…

The Pen is Dry

Just like my sad and aching mind

Long Enough

What is it to sit with passion?
Watching the sun hiding over the hill.
Going with the silver child dancing
Into the dim and frightening…

Breath

She tears me apart with moonlight
Kissing edge of midnight clouds
Silver-blue, a shine unknown 
To the cult of day
Riding portentous lightning…

Consolation Keep

Am I to be consolation,
Or is it that you are mine?
To keep saying “I love you”
Hoping that it won’t grow stale
And instead…

Madonna Divinus

By your immanence, I have become a cloud
By your heart, I am filled with the poison of strangest stars
By your immaculate beauty…

A Valentine’s Day poem

for my wife

In love,