In a grove where sunlight bends,Through leaves and whispers, laughter ascends.A nymph of hedonistic heart,Dancing wild, a work of art. Her hair a cascade, a golden flame,Her eyes like stars, untamed, unshamed.Barefoot she treads where rivers gleam,Chasing pleasures, a fleeting... Continue Reading →
And so it feels like old movies and gingerbread, time to wear green and red or something like that. Christmas always feels like a combination of old memories and present to me.
It is a miserable thing howI cannot seem to fall in lovewith myself. Selfish it may soundcoming from my own clumsy tongue,but that is where romance starts,isn't it? Inside ones own soul?Rippling out from bones to everypiece of skin one... Continue Reading →
"I have often wondered why Red is the color of love, and of the heart. Until I realized that red is also the color of blood, pain, fire, and all that is dangerous and sacred. Thus Red is both beautiful... Continue Reading →
..all kinds of images swim like tropical fish in the bathysphere inside my skull ... We are only atoms trailing the carved skull wrapped inside a sunbeam.
I have been feeling very clearheaded lately and what I want to write about today is the sea. It contains so many colors. Silver at dawn, green at noon, dark blue in the evening. Sometimes it looks almost red. Or... Continue Reading →
We are like islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected in the deep. William James
“Red", I write is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color... Continue Reading →