Not another ice-queen
spill me shimmer-grins open clouds unjar, unshadow me come spark my cue to skip-twist bubble-dance to smile and journey home to hibernate wait for spring please lull me, melt me […]
Tag Archives: kiss
Laughing hell
My laughing hell is puke of rollercoaster thrills it is sticky candy-floss clinging to your carious teeth. It is the ferris wheel that stops when you reached the top It […]
my lips are sealed
In token trust of whispered woes we wait, we wait in slipping silence darkness binds us to its secrecy. Tonight’s delight alone – secluded kiss my lips are sealed in […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – orchid
kissing gently those fragrant petals – orchid lips Linked to Carpe Diem — December 16, 2014
Like sipping a Pastis
Rolling from his lips, those dreams like sipping your pastis of milky wormwod bitterness. But bending backwards you still meet his promiscuous promises of afternoons – anonymous in Rive Gauche […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 