Human Heart There’s a place in human heartWhere no one is missingWhere space and time ariseIn a perfect match And this place I knowUnfolds in the early morningWhen the garden welcomesAn unnamed bird singing There is a bend in human handWhere a guitar perfectly fitsIn a familiar shake and completeConfidence with the matter world This... Lire la Suite →
Sorry (Courtesy) Sorry but I don’t live in this world I know it sounds like a courtesy But I’m not saying so you excuse me I’m far beyond all apologies Spiders on wall are just a game Mine is darker than any angel That felt from the sky I feel ashame cause I am no... Lire la Suite →
LA MENTION VAUT L'USAGE / The lady doth protest too much, methinks. — O, but she’ll keep her word. (Hamlet) 