Failed flirtation
I met you over coffee as I fell from neutrality I’m partial now; to you with cardamom to thighs, your curvatures and the not so subtle way you frown at […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Hot stew
You’re my chili for a chilly day with cinnamon in season; your ginger is the reason — why I stay. You stir my stew with thyme and sage and spice […]
I miss the sea
Each wave a kiss my kayak sways nothing beats this when sea-froth hiss on best of days each wave a kiss. In dark blue bliss at sea I play nothing […]
Metamorphosis
I promise that my name is not Gregor Samsa, has never been and never it will be, yet I sense resentment oozing in your eyes every time, I click my […]
Fear for loss of freedom
Too often we build prisons in the name of freedom Björn Rudberg He feared for loss of freedom, disliked to share, compassion, fellow men and the song of wind through […]
