The oscine song in frangipani bloom
In oscine song and frangipani whiffs the missing part is what he sees Mikado‘s craving ichor of the gods, to live forever is his quest. He cannot hear the birds. […]
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memories of air like glass
she’s carried lightly on the wings of dreams and floating tenderly on sky like glass above the verdancy of sprouting grass she’s swaying softly in the land of beams he’s […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 