Black hair I long to sleep In your bed, bare, Wrapped in the sweep Of your black hair! To weave through each strand, No path to declare,...

On a seagull’s wings, I was kidnapped. Quietly… I was taken, In a single blow, Without compassion. For a long time, I had hidden, Within...

Self-Portrait I am someone… Am I? Yes, most of the time, I am someone! I search for my reflection in lakes, in waters calm and still, I...