Friday, February 10, 2012


I like photographs.
But still trapped in my camera -
silent, passionate, duplicating romance
roll by roll like some lusty cat smiling
through her whiskers, prying on my mysteries.

Mysteries – they are simple if I let you have
my eyes but then nothing’s that simple.

1 comment:

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

We'll relive a past life, let us peer through the photographs. Who knows, a fresh perspective might change things?

Blasphemous Aesthete