Don’t rush, love.
Don’t rush love.
Love, take your time.
Love takes your time.
For your love, written before time.
For you’re love, written before time.
Monthly Archives: September 2017
How I like my Laksa
A table for two,
and a bowl of laksa.
Turned
A table for one
and a bowl of laksa.
Maybe
A table for two,
and a bowl of laksa
For just this once.
The Poet’s Reader
A poem reads the reader, wrote by the poet.
But a poet writes for the reader that ignited her art.
And ignites her heart.
Brave Flower 