Dec 17, 2008

postcard(School Of Modern poetic movement)

thousand miles away from your forbidden breast
(without breathing) only in memory
i cross the oceans
to avoid your slavery(of thought)

opaque touch mixed with shadows
i enter your moonlight.
bleeding slowly away
for the machinations of flesh


and try to give eyes and warmth
to my loving stranger with a scent of lemons
in her carnal labyrinth translucent
litany for lilac lust