love
wounds me
with soft pillows
with tender lips
and fingers

i want to
stay curled and cosied
and chocolated....forever
in my mother’s arms.

You are the ocean to my eyes.

let my heart always be
like it is...this very moment
ready to explode...with love
a violent rainstorm...
with no stream
no ocean vast enough
to flow into.

I had embraced you...
long before i hugged you.

Sometimes I think,
I need a spare heart to feel
all the things I feel.