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

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,