Sorry for the lag. My blog looks abandoned, but it really isn't. There's a treasure poem I hide among my drafts, which contains some gold and a lot of blood (shedding of heart). It's a Personals Ad. It's a Personals Ad because I'm tired of waiting still. I wrote the first part, "Flesh," a couple of months ago before 2015 ended. I started writing the second part, "Meat," today. I will need more time... perhaps another year.
Something deep inside of me is waiting only to be understood.
Musicophilia
Picture taken from the wall of The Mind Museum at BGC. The blog name "Poetophilia" was inspired by Oliver Sacks' book Musicophilia.
