My Room

My Room...
Do you feel the wind blowing in
thoughts and thoughts squeezing poems and poems smashing thoughts...

This is my room ! ...

Please, Come in.
Bring the wine
taste it wildly
dive in like no other
swing the celling and the floor
pretend is nothing to blame
and there's no one to hate.
Who needs to sleep when
life isn't a shame  ?

This is my kingdom
this is me !
The only place that...

When I whisper,

Darling...

You,
My Queen,
come in.

P.R.x (2023)

Heaven

Sometimes feels right to step back when you are just 1cm too close to heaven...

When that happens I wonder:

Are humans irresistibly drawn into imperfection ?!

P.R.x