The seduction of a feel,Of a flower,Of deep night.WhenI think of catching the spirit,Of theNight.Over thereOn thePalmOver the stairs.If i could catchThatSlumpInto a gaze.EncryptionAndPut it in aVase…Bottle…Paper...The thought of your touch,Like a satin scarf,In the warm sunlight.ThenI long for...

I found them both on my room;Her long legs wrapping him up;You could tell,From the blush in her face,That she was in the peak of ecstasy;Cold,I went towards them;«Tell me!»I told her;«Why do you do this?»She saw me straight...

It was a cold November morningAnd I had gone out for a walk;It was my first day in Corfu;I was walking and smoking cigarettes,In the narrow streets of the city;There were no other people on the street,As I had...

As I stood in the car,Traveling from the airport to Oulu,I could hear the radio,Where the speakerWas speaking in finnish;I could not but notice that foreign accent,And those repetitive sounds,In every two syllabusesOf «tt»And «kk»It is needless to say,That...

We were standing nearby the sea…Drinking;It was night.And I had traveled from my cityTo meet my cousin;It had not been a happy decision,It was simply an intrusive decision,Of a devastated psyche,Caught by a mental breakdown;But there was this thing...