Waiting with Cold Hands

He comes to me from the nighttime coldon my ivy snow doorstep and me at my windowCome in big boots and coatsCome in with haircut gossip and grey rumoursMy wrinkle body is old and slow and silent listeningHe is a lonesome traveller blowing from north to east outsideHe is the fearless knight to save prostitute […]

Give Me a Message

Give me a message … just a message To tell me you are still thinking about me, To tell me you are in the same train with me, a train that is taking us to the same place. Please, mind the gap between love and hurt. This is not Acton Town station anymore, This is ‘’I have been hurt before’’ station. This […]