Blowing kisses

The distance
from sunset to sunrise
is forever, except
when your smile´s a kiss
and then it spans, a hand

Palpitations (Hjartsláttarköst)

There is nothing about me
where fires simmer
unseen, unheard
except for heartbeats








Hjartsláttarköst
Ekkert er til um mig
hvar eldarnir malla
ósýnilegur, óheyrður
nema hjartsláttur

*apologies for this rough Icelandic translation. It will come, I promise.