Voyage

Starting Minds open Hearts tempered Enter you and I a flitting pair of atoms sailing earthbound streams. Just a touch Divine brush Just a touch Soulful rush   Fervent embrace Heartfelt junction Merging lines Breaking bounds Melting limbs Burning cores   FLICKERING CRUSHES THRUST AT HEART, FREE, TAKE OVER AND SHAKE BUBBLE WORLDS Advertisements

Fabricated Flowers (3)

“She (…) scrutinized me with the same serious look that had been glued to her face since the morning. (…) That look confirmed my gut feeling, before any of her words did. I hadn’t been imagining anything. There was something beyond the wall. And that something was somehow linked to me.”

Fabricated Flowers (2)

Wednesday, May 15th, 1907 I was strolling around in the Jardin des Tuileries, taking deep breaths in and out, trying to open my mind, to be aware of everything around me. I could find inspiration in children playing, people discussing, in the shape of trees, patches of grass and flowers around me.

The Third Tree

i- Pumped up heart beating fast, feeding limbs with rich blood bustling with raw joy. Excitement binding pieces of machinery programmed to power senses – connected, heightened, electrified – touch,

Ferris Wheel Ride

“You took my hand Sent me on a ferris wheel ride Driving to the core of our lives Emerging on a high So close yet so wide apart”

Human

Geometric lines coursing on the ground, housing temporary guests firing kerosene sprouting stems of toxic smoke – avid conquerors leaving passing scars in the skies. We are colons acting like haughty kings in a castle, 

Lone Islands Crashing

She felt animated – her heart brimming with emotions, as if it were about to explode. The liquid joy coursing through her veins made her feel like she could take on the world.

Home

“She loved those in-between moments, where worlds join and make everything possible. Precious instants that merge dreams and reality, building bridges, creating links she could not even see before.”

Peaceful Pause

My thoughts are washed away – The sounds of the ripples Crashing on the shore,   A few rays of sunlight piercing Through the cloud mantle Hovering in the skies.

Transcending Elation

Your hair down. A smile dancing on your lips, reddened by the inebriating, enchanting embrace we have just shared. Your laughing eyes inviting me. You have never been as beautiful as you are today. Your forms transformed. Our union transcended. Our love forever made flesh. Your beauty with your forms adulated.

Caught in Mid-Air

Morning light’s warming up my face, wiping off doubts, cleansing all worries with a vibrant shine. My eye sight is turned blind through this power surge feed. My mind projects bits and pieces of you in the midst, interweaving dreams in the fabric of reality. I sigh…

Cemented Breath

i- Stone serpent conjured, erected by human hands. Rim charmed by passing souls runs, and rides along, protects. It shelters, and hides, undulates aside the lake. Man-crafted mineral matter, winding frontier between land and water, setting apart liquid body and earthy dust, stitching