Midsummer night’s dream
As solstice darkness softly melts explodes in cotton candy views when night is never really felt. We walk together, hands are held above the sky a Prussian blue as solstice […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Midsummer plans
The car was filled with plans and beachwear. Midsummer is herring, friends and snaps. Summer lay ahead of me. The reggae music couldn’t hide the beating rhythm of the windshield […]
Meet the ends
Powerpoint perfection leveraging resources operate the strategies differentiating processes perfecting frameworks Please spreadsheet me with blackbirds, scent of pine trees honeysuckle waves and enhancing policies governing the bullet points and […]
Capsicum lips
The day you peppered me with capsicum — you were fire, burning my desire as you gripped my loins we were salt, and waves and waves I was kelp and […]
Jewels in the dark
The sparkle in my eyes — were like jewels wildy cold. I was the mineral, the rules that turned your alabaster into putty for my hands. I fell in love […]
