Erika Conti Poems

So when the most of those big tears
have dried the heart
to almost-desert substance
...

I don't believe in heaven
I don't believe in hell
But as a matter of a woman
I am both
...

when love let me down
i used to run
and hide
in myself
...

not just for today
not tomorrow
not until the last day
of autumn
...

If Chaos Loves the Lovers
Like I think
It Does
Molecules Floating
...

i'm a puppet
in the hands of
Love
in a dance
...

A just heart
can be cold
and cry silent tears
She kneeled her gaze
...