Friday, August 19, 2016

Noctis


It was cold,
but the heat between us,
melted Ice Poles.


18.6.16
23:02
Grez-Doiceau

Awakened

Delirium Red;
were the colour of your lips,
that cold August night.

your pale skin,
bathed,
illuminated,
under La Luna's light.

your ragged breath,
intermittent gasps,
fingers tremble,
against my yielding neck.


19.8.16
14:12
Etterbeek


Monday, February 29, 2016

2589 days later

Who knew the day would come?

When we welcomed the silence between us.

It was too good to be true anyway,

To think you'd love me night and day.


I wish I never met you.