lament of a deer

teeth freeze on my neck
in your mouth I bleed to bloom
nestled spring in June

confusion of tongues

you feel like strawberry foam on a lazy Sunday afternoon
ma peau est bleue
plaja din care mușcă un taifun

naïve

in your arms
I am sweeter than a wild garden
rivers of almond milk
flow inside
invite you to sink in
exhilarated birds nest in your ears
caress you with their thrills
flowers bloom in the palm of your hands
whenever you touch me