My Stella - 73 Comments

My heart is my grave and my redemption. The salvation that look for is my hankering for love, The warmth of embrace of my ladylove and in her quavering breath is my sepulture. ............

My heart is my grave and my redemption. The salvation that look for is my hankering for love, The warmth of embrace of my ladylove and in her quavering breath is my sepulture.

The crow is cawing with all cacophony of nocturnal birds, The fluttering leaves with grumble of young birds in their nesting box, The darkness that gives them sober rest Pierces their hearts with fear of hunting snakes. Life is a false dream and it is a sweet lie, Living is a great fallacy.

Poem of love joy dream and meditation....