sew the raspberry leaves in our bedsheetsmoonlight brings youon my skin of course i’ll add the rose petalsscattered across the floorlike pieces of my wild fuchsia dress would you rather i string the violetsimpatient, and partly wholein winds would you rather i...
Hello from my blue dress, blue eyes, and the beach in Positano. It’s almost a starry night. So let’s talk about blue. A very special shade of blue. Blue mirrors, blue oranges, the bluish eyes of flame, blue moonlight on my skin, my prince of blue, I want...
inside the candle summer is waitinga cold placetoo coldobjects cannot anymore tremblelike handsfrozen, cannot shatterbecause they’re still waitingand i wished i could reach youand i wished you could kiss mesomewhere inside the wax where history isn’t...
low tides and little rain, the canals are quietand warmer in their knowing, i call your name, you, you, you for whom i loud in soul and heart despite the cloudstrying to conjure the thunderheads solid blues, slow vinyl records,i remembered that for you i left the back...
black tea and wild blossomsof course you have to add the rose petals lukewarm, untastednight-fulls,water leans against the spoonlike a body in the night, skin-prayer you want me moonlight shows meyour unshaved face that i love so...
