Geleende engel van God

As n engel land jy op my skoot, Skree soos nog nooit gehoor! Oomblik van vreugde byna te groot … Ek maak jou groot soos God wil, Kleine handjies voel …

Vier seisoene taal

Goudgeel val die blare van jou gesig. Leë takke staan ope arms en wag. Bibberend breek die sneeu bedekte gras, Jou sterke krag laat in die koue nag. Maar jy …

Writer

I look at my pen as if it should magically lift, glide over blank pages and fill it with my every thought. Of rivers and children, animal and machine. Castles …

Forbidden fruit

You taste of strawberries and wine. Your eyes, lustfully peer onto my naked body. You play games with my mind in the enclosure of the bedroom. Invisible to the rest of …