Poems from Stella Iviero
Was I too stupid to trust him?.
Was I foolish to believe in his false tales of love that even Adam could not give.
True.....I was lost in...
My tracks are not valid.
But my traits are legit.
My lips are curved in anticipation.
Awaiting my lover's touch.
His affection is the debt...
My tracks are not valid.
But my traits are legit.
My lips are curved in anticipation.
Awaiting my lover's touch.
His affection is the debt...
An embodiment of nature.
The scroll of culture.
Am a symbol of a thousand cultural heritage.
Am a tongue with no vocals.
But I have in me...
You talk too much, and you blame the parrot.
You learn to hiss and you learn the origin of the snake.
You find a vessel and all you think...