Playing games at night
Honey, mine you’re my destiny of darker than delight, my doom to slowly sizzle in your arms until sinfully fulfilled. You lead me barefoot luscious, luminous darkly into sleepless sighs […]
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Fire at night
Before you tiptoed close and closer, still my heart was neither wolf nor crow as tingles on my lips from venom of your misplaced kiss spread fire through my vacant […]
Pride
It’s not your mirrors but the way you pout your glossy lips and toss the shining tresses of your hair. It’s not your gold but the way you flaunt your […]
Born invincible
Born invincible the aged librarian recalls his lucid youth when every day opened like the first page of a book and every letter bold was a soldier with a dandelion […]
Alone and well
Solitude — to me a word so different from loneliness, so sweet and rare, solitude is choice . Solitude is a precious state where I can find stories in the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 