here's to Alex

[_blueice_]

the birds of my desire
have finished up my heart
intimacy on fire
I'm twisted from the start

I never tried risotto
I've never been to Rome
there's not a single place
That I can label "home"

but I am moving somewhere
where troubles stroll away
At least one day I'd dare
there'd be a finest day

Comments

[kitestream]

I really like the last two stanzas (not sure how the first one fits). A very whimsical approach. The lightness of the approach contrasted with the last two lines is very touching.

[_blueice_]

a friend o'mine (Alex, actually) nudged me to write ;-) I couldn't say no
Thanks for your remarks