Can’t catch every thought, every actionpicturing clouds, eternal changeyou are…
i’m counting people in this photographjust now i counted 7, after counting only 5 moments before
It’s just another dawn in my gardenwhen the scorching sun raystry to whither the marigoldsoff their charisma and their colours…
Don’t askDon’t do it,Darling!Sweet!Let me sob it outIn a last complaintBetter say goodbye right…
7 poems.
A door slams outsidein the darkness.
This story has no plot, no Ariadne’s thread to follow. The aim is to lose…