Silver Filigree
I’ve found in you: my songs, my wells of force, you are the breeze and in the way the sand feels warm at dawn; your skin can set the coarse […]
Tag Archives: love
Of carnivores and feeble frills
In tears that germinate in ice-cold wine you sought my mistress in the shadow’s dance a demon born from absence and decline of constant confirmations of romance. When kisses were […]
Bluebells
The summer knell – a quiver in the breeze of meadow bluebells, shadow-fighting dusk, when slanting rays caress with drowsy bees, you slowly slip your sense, around the musk of […]
Ten directions of our wind
I. Billowed by its movement setting sail we paint with wind your hand, an ocean wave. II. Bending backwards like you meet my kiss the sapling meets the wind just […]
Cherry blossom tears
Bending into blue cherry blossom waits, shy — undressed like you blushing — blessed. With fingers weaved we knew, we saw the tears of spring, clinging ‘fore it fell to […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 