My Medusa – Petrarchan sonnet
Your dark temptations are like fireflies your sweet electrified pulsations sting entangled tresses of your hair that cling ensnare me like Odysseus’ sirens lie your dresses vary – unexpected guise […]
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Granite love – Friday Fictioneers
Yet another century gone tormented in the acid rain within the marble stone his soul still yearns for her livid flesh. As season pass and go he sees the love […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 