Plan to change – Komorebi
I woke up to the sound of raindrops playing on the windowpanes. September comes with either rain or frost, and every morning means you have to think about the way […]
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Serendipity
Such chance, as from the chrysalis with wings We met Extended – we were as butterflies — we Reached for skies when night was fireflies. Ecstasy as one we danced, […]
A pair of shoes once worn
Once filled with bones and flesh, pulsating blood, a pair of shoes, once worn when waiting for a piece of bread for the train for beginnings and this end of […]
Words I can’t remember
I love you as a song of words I can’t remember, as breeze and sun, as ice and warmth of ember an evening in November, I love you with the […]
Ode to my jeans
You are two in one hugging buttocks crotch and thighs they are soft as grass burn thin as paper worn at rain in sun at night carrying the memories from […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 