_{Ramaz Razmadze – Platonic Love}

‘please, come talk to me’
that’s my mantra, that’s my key

I opened my heart
to nest your words

they came so seldom…
we barely spoke!

*

but when they do…
please, talk even more to me!

let me be who you want
cause i already am who you need.

- – -
Inspired by Bon Iver song “Come talk to me”

_{Kathy Lycka – Abstract Female Warrior}

battling her demons
with a spear made of words

they cannot run
they cannot hide

open hearted she goes
chasing them

waiting them to appear
in her deep dense woods

*

when they fight
there’s no blood

just regrets
and unexpected kindness

_{Christina Hope – Ecstasy}

my shaking body’s
trying to hold you near

although you’re already inside me
trembling in bliss

as we share this divine moment
we are aware we are one

_{Hall Groat II – Novel with handcuffs}

that hug in the escalator
wasn’t the same as the ones before.

that was the dead end,
my pass to let you go.

so long!
be happy!

no more craziness,
no more tears…

at last
(but not least)
you’re free.

- – -
*Title inspired by Douglas Adams’ book “So long, and thanks for all the fish”.

_{Audrey Kawasaki – My Dishonest Heart}

i don’t want to believe
in my dishonest heart.

i’m falling so hard for you
but you do not see.

we hardly talk
but every time we do…

oh!, skips a beat my heart
and i cry cause we’re apart.

_{William Oliver – Sisterly advice}

cut the crap
you’re too smart
for that.

_{Hessam Abrishami – My Valentine}

i know you may think i’m nuts
but i have this giant crush!

i can’t get rid of it
and he would never believe.

should I keep my silence
or ask: would you be my Valentine?

_{Google Images}

she thought she would dive alone.
but Dave took her by the hand
and led her exactly to the right place.

there she dug and dug and dug
and when she thought she needed to breathe
Dave was there to make her live.

finally,  her treasure chest!
and what she found when she opened it…
she couldn’t believe in what she saw.

_{Den Poitras – no name}

diving in  the ruins of her emotional life
she’s eager to find her lost treasure chest.

she already knows  what’s inside:
her freedom of speech and her human rights.

_{Vasilis Bottas} - _{The Smyrna Catastrophe}

i dream about catastrophes:
tsunamis, executions
earthquakes, persecutions…

then i wake up so tired!
and the feelings never vanishes
from the back of my mind.