When the sky turns light blue, and the sun hides behind the purple clouds.

We walk under the same sky, pointing at the tiny moon rising from the north-east corner.

Closing wounds, drinking the moonlight as it’s the magic cure

Closing eyes, blowing kisses as it’s the last time on earth we touch the rose petal.

Closing mind, making love as we will fall out of heaven the day after.

Love hurts, like a painful wound of an offended mind

Love hurts, like a brave heart being left aside

I see us falling free,

I see us finding the key.

Just like that, we never cross the sea

In the end, it is just a dream.

Your smile is my moonbeam,

as beautiful as it might seem.

The love will one day be forgotten,

gone with the wind, hidden in the air

like your identity in a white folder in a quiet corner,

which i found.


A rain in May

I feel tired

And really miss you.


The summer’s rain,

Can’t endure the pain.

Driving on the street,

watching people passing by,

the whole world is chaotic.


I was lost,

and I am found.

My head spins like the leaf falling out from its tree.

I thought i could imagine how it would hurt,

but i was very wrong

The memory, the melancholy,

Thinking of you as an amazing individuality

I dance, like a moth near the flame.

Dying for the beauty that only my heart can see.

For you i will cross the sea,

Putting wings on dreams so they could come to life

No matter what i’ll be on your side

You’ll no longer be the crab on the seashore

Because it’s you, i would die for…







I love you more than my own skin

–  Frida Kahlo

I peel off my dried skin,  the last layer that has been there for too long.
The skin comes off,  hurts like raw wound.
I can’t bleed, just standing there to stare at my own skin, not knowing what to do.
Thunderstorm and raining,  I walk under the anger of nature with emptiness.
The first rain of the season smells like a fraudulent home, squeezes my heart,  spins my head.
It might erase everything else.
But you know what is worse?
That piece of skin,  that pain from peeling it
Hurts me more than the pouring rain itself.
It’s so sad peeling off the layers you built, 
That uneasy feeling- I cannot forget.
I hate it knowing that tomorrow,  the pain  will be another memory in the ocean of time.
No boat can be sailed,  no bridge can be built.
And my reflection on the glass will just be broken and varnished in the rain.
It was unreal.
You’re my Achilles heels.

The dead muse.

The muse left,  flowers die on the way she goes.
I sit here,  stuck in my shoes.
Summer rain, love’s faint.
Thinking of you in a hot summer night.
You make me high,  you make me find
that missing piece of mine.
Seeing you on my way,
What can I do?
Searching for another time
When it’s right,  when we’re fine.
Searching for another world
Where it’s right,  where we’re not poisonous for each other.
My muse,  you’re nothing like the others.
With you,
I wish I could go further.
Knowing nothing lasts forever,
I keep you as my almost lover.
Let you go,  I leave the flowers die without water.
Walking this way alone,  under the moonlight,
I’m no longer high.
Reality is brutal,  leaving you is crucial.
You wake me up in my own dream, 
Lost and found, 
Sensing you in the crowds full of strangers…