Poems from Bell Inocencio
and so I'm a bride that blushes red and blood,Fate is our priest that sings to us no hymn.The wedding church bells toll us funeral,and all...
How can I stop the course of life,or prance from where it began.Can anybody teach me how?
entranced with your warmth,i feel like a cold corpseembed on the living embers.
When the carpet of darkness
covers the cloth of the skylight,
that piece of little heart
can be the moon during the night --
the light...
Do ye know, with love that love is much than love,
and love with the love loving the love in you?
Answer mine with love of love's...