Two as one
When you butterfly on earlobes, mindless I am tossed as you dress my chest in mane of yours. Then you tongue my cheek, lip-sip spit and flurry me on fingertips. […]
Category Archives: dVerse
An office worker’s song
Hear sounds of night — a lullaby for withered fronds Hear sighs of night — how dark are shadows passing Hear screams of night — of horsemen in his nightmare […]
Cellar interior
In my cellar I had wine and memories waiting to mature or turn to vinegar. I bottled summer. Winter, Wind. Whispered voices. I waited for my wine to peak — […]
Christmas steak
At Christmas eve, we served a steak on dinner plates my grandma painted, and when we laid the table I could sense the scent of linseed oil and turpentine. She […]
Spark me verses
Breath- less whispers spark me verses shimmer, breeze o’roses, leaves o’green, curl my toes. You spill me grins bubble open shadows melt my scars You skip, you dance my heart. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 