Playing games at night
Honey, mine you’re my destiny of darker than delight, my doom to slowly sizzle in your arms until sinfully fulfilled. You lead me barefoot luscious, luminous darkly into sleepless sighs […]
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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 […]
The poison of another night
My crystal’s filled with sips & butts: Jack Daniel’s nights; and nicotinic songs are colliding in tectonic aftermaths towards the morning afterward. and there, as ashtrays brimming with lip-sticked filter-tips […]
To be prepared
It took… planning hands sweaty trembling when? where? now!.. But I hesitated once again she’s too young, I have a pimple later when it’s dark. later finally I have security […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 