Silence Between

I sit in silence,
between questions,
between intentions.

Suspended between thought and wall, the body reaches — yet doesn't fall.
No up, no down - just now, just being, in lines and silence, no...

Caught in the net, without a name, a gaze that slips through silent frame.
My breath fights back, the fabric cries, I pull, I tear – sti...

A body stretched between two spheres, with veins that trace the silent stone.
No pain, no cry - just dream appears, as root flows in, an...

She leans inside a breathing space, no more to flee, no more to fight.
The time that once awoke her pace, now rests within her hands, he...

In the tangle of old life-veins, a soul climbs upward, bare and torn,
naked with itself, mid ancient pains: When was the start? And wha...

O Lord of Light, of wisdom, of time, illuminate souls lost in the grime
of fearing that virtue is stitched in a dress, forgetting that t...

Soft dunes rise in light, whispers weave through tangled grass, silence breathes her name.

Eros does not die from absence, but from overexposure – made visible, controlled, consumed, but no longer felt

Nude