Sunday, February 6, 2011

                                                                    I stay in the dark

                                                                                          With an eye crawling on my back

                                                                     And a hundred eyes in front of me

                                                                                                              thoughts of casual white

                                                                                    Inside

                                                                                                   The eye looks for a way out

                                                                                                                                                 Is it me ?

                                                                                          Or is it you ?.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

With a blink of the eye
 You come and go
 With a blink of the eye
 I travel trough your body
 Leaving a trail of unfinished thoughts
 With the blink of the eye.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Drink red satin
Remenber
The sound of a voice
The color of your eyes
A distant sound ……

Thursday, February 3, 2011


unfolding in front of me
is the passage
to a weightless beginning
the place of infinite spaces
where bodies don't exist
where gravity
is only a distant thought