Desire
I want you when your fragrance steals into my head…
Read More DesireI want you when your fragrance steals into my head…
Read More DesireDiamond lady of the desert, in the monsoon of your soul…
Read More Diamond Lady of the DesertO, that subtle curvature of her lips, that steers planets and drowns souls…
Read More An Ode to her Freckles I wrote on a NapkinThe ode of an elderly artist and his beloved canvas…
Read More The Eyes of the CanvasSomewhere in the space above his head, amidst the perpetual orbit of love, exists the ethereal voice of a mother…
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