February 2012
2 posts
January 2012
0 posts
December 2011
32 posts
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if...
September 2011
2 posts
July 2011
20 posts
“i don’t have a choice
but i still choose you.”
