Simplicity of love
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, […]
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A crave once carved
A crave once carved on polished gneiss with lips and hips you met my piercing spear; your moan reverbs in rock, a memory embracing we are locked, perhaps in vice […]
Butterfly effect
Sipping syllables — your lips the butterfly effect of thunderstorms, the flutter in my stomach or the logic of imagined constellations. Still I crave your random kisses and I ask […]
Solstice sky
undulating gold — your hair a blooming field of solstice and rapeseed bloom your eyes — a sky without a cloud limitless perfume wild roses bloom your song is wheels […]
Promises the monsoon bring
Parched — your stumbling sentences are smothered by a senseless sun. In silent sweat we waited for the wind we waited for the water a day when in the coolness […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 