Limerence
The aged librarian finds pridein being prudent even in the faceof vagrant long-legged visitors,with hips wider than a singlegaze could capture, even if theirpassing presence, tinkly titter,and blossomy essence stiran […]
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Leap into the void
The library hasno other mirrorsthan the one he foundat twelve noonbetween the stanzasof arcane Tudor poetry.. In this indivisible spacehe saw an unmarked voidthat perfectly fithis vacant soulstill waiting to […]
Passion balanced
This summer is a dragon’s fiery breathwith fevered brow, she brings with daylight droughtand in her path with tindered grass comes deathfrom restless flames, behind her ash and nought.This summer’s […]
(Un)gracious pardon
You asked me to bepresent in your past,being made awareof your injustices. You wantedto be gracious,and pardon thosewho left,but you never foundthe time to ponderour future, until ungraciously aloneI leftyou […]
Lullabied
We bonded over walking, wide and farwhen over mountains, meadows, moors we paired you let your hair be wind-blown, sun-kissed, freewandering on forgotten paths towards the sea; and when we […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 