Tuesday, 24 June 2014

Wing of the Wasp.







We are there, the two of us in the elevator.

 Mirrors all around.
 I'm looking at you and you are looking at me.
 I know that you're beautiful, I just can't see your face.
 I know that you're beautiful, I just can't see your face.

Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Anew (in haiku series)





since my new found life
nothing has been possible
every single day
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