Saturday, January 09, 2010

Blowing kisses

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


Saturday, January 02, 2010

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.