sick, sick, sickness, crawling up your throat
leaves fall from trees, and you fall and you bleed
silently and refusing to believe
that all there is
is all there was
and now and here
it all slips away
in a rush of sickness
to your head, to your head
you`re so upset
words, words, words,
as they come
you feel doomed
but they are what you silently assumed
the end feels near and nothing,
nothing fills the air,
this room,
this moment
but your fear
you wanna be held,
you wanna cry,
you tremble and try so hard
to stand still, to fight tears
to shake the beauty
back to life
It seems humble, and marred and spare
but it´s there
you won´t give up
you won´t give in
this makes no sense
but there is so much, so much
you would waste
while there is still so much to win
you have to let go,
walk away
and find solace
in every smile,
in every word,
in every hush of hope
rustling and dancing like all those leaves
face the day
overcome all what may
and stay in what is
just stay, stand still, inhale
the smell of coffee, peppermint, present
and live again, and again, and again
every day
to the end, to the end
patient, hopeful and brave
Sonntag, 24. Oktober 2010
Donnerstag, 24. Juni 2010
sticky
I left you behind
in my dream
as daylight streamed back into me
and I slipped into a twilight zone
I was caught between a headache and scene:
Rescuing pictures of us that we´d stuck to the walls
-in a strange place-
from the fate
of loss and ruin
We wanted to walk in the rain
and spend hours before parting on a hill
facing the wet, green, fruity summer meadows
we would have to leave behind for another while
until we meet again
If ever
What if never?
Somehow things got in the way
somehow I was meant to spend
time and effort on dreary bends
carved into a road
I dearly wanted to drive down with you
Last hours lost
My hands were sticky with glue
I rescued some pictures -
Naked on paper
the happiest moments with you
But our reality stayed wrapped
in the hollowness of waiting
waiting for sadness
to be replaced by joy
Come back to me!
Released from my dream
Be my daylight
and into you I will stream
If ever
What if never?
I miss you
in my dream
as daylight streamed back into me
and I slipped into a twilight zone
I was caught between a headache and scene:
Rescuing pictures of us that we´d stuck to the walls
-in a strange place-
from the fate
of loss and ruin
We wanted to walk in the rain
and spend hours before parting on a hill
facing the wet, green, fruity summer meadows
we would have to leave behind for another while
until we meet again
If ever
What if never?
Somehow things got in the way
somehow I was meant to spend
time and effort on dreary bends
carved into a road
I dearly wanted to drive down with you
Last hours lost
My hands were sticky with glue
I rescued some pictures -
Naked on paper
the happiest moments with you
But our reality stayed wrapped
in the hollowness of waiting
waiting for sadness
to be replaced by joy
Come back to me!
Released from my dream
Be my daylight
and into you I will stream
If ever
What if never?
I miss you
Dienstag, 25. Mai 2010
Flakes of Fate
Libs, Lips, Lingerie
long hours of love-making
dreams are flaking
and showering into a reality
of two bodies reaching into each other
Moaning, Mingling, Dwindling
dances in candle light
exploding from times passed
in shades of doubt
Tears, Fears, Hearts, and Clouds
lifting and drifting away
in eruptions of joy
from deep down inside
Satisfaction in your eyes
stains from pains
shooting you back
into the beaming core of life
On the road
in the same boat
shipping into a haven of light
Moments out of time
moments on a shrine
to cherish and knot
into a chain of stars
knitted and fitted
around two souls
and marking the universe
of all they came to be
apart
together
as one
on the run
into a brighter world
circling the sun
long hours of love-making
dreams are flaking
and showering into a reality
of two bodies reaching into each other
Moaning, Mingling, Dwindling
dances in candle light
exploding from times passed
in shades of doubt
Tears, Fears, Hearts, and Clouds
lifting and drifting away
in eruptions of joy
from deep down inside
Satisfaction in your eyes
stains from pains
shooting you back
into the beaming core of life
On the road
in the same boat
shipping into a haven of light
Moments out of time
moments on a shrine
to cherish and knot
into a chain of stars
knitted and fitted
around two souls
and marking the universe
of all they came to be
apart
together
as one
on the run
into a brighter world
circling the sun
Sonntag, 25. April 2010
symphony of desire
i want to live in the fire
i drown in desire
heart is shaking
waves are breaking
all inside my body
in a fever
so eager to live
all the hopes that
I kiss
when I go to bed
and feel lonely
in a skin
I wish to shed
for it wraps me up
in loneliness
and screams in
agony
for slipping and dripping
into you
in ecstatic pleasure
and love spilling cruise
i drown in desire
heart is shaking
waves are breaking
all inside my body
in a fever
so eager to live
all the hopes that
I kiss
when I go to bed
and feel lonely
in a skin
I wish to shed
for it wraps me up
in loneliness
and screams in
agony
for slipping and dripping
into you
in ecstatic pleasure
and love spilling cruise
Freitag, 23. April 2010
seasons (unfinished)
i feel it on
i feel it in
my skin
something pouring down on me
a hail of nails
a rain of bliss
i lick my lips
and taste the wet that
purifies?
causes?
stains i get
while chasing and crazing
my mind into a maze
the wet is blood
the wet is rain
who knows what
eases
inflicts
pain
in the maze
i race
ignorant to its nature
a garden of seasons
changed by the posture
I take on to walk
in its shades
humble or in grace?
nails might pierce or cover me
in a red blood dress
the elixier of life
and I caress the thorns
that promise
a bed of roses
rain might drench me
in cold misery
or radiate in a glimpse of light
and cover my skin
in a glow of desire
naked
pure
and coming to life
with the roses awaiting
the lovers at night
i feel it in
my skin
something pouring down on me
a hail of nails
a rain of bliss
i lick my lips
and taste the wet that
purifies?
causes?
stains i get
while chasing and crazing
my mind into a maze
the wet is blood
the wet is rain
who knows what
eases
inflicts
pain
in the maze
i race
ignorant to its nature
a garden of seasons
changed by the posture
I take on to walk
in its shades
humble or in grace?
nails might pierce or cover me
in a red blood dress
the elixier of life
and I caress the thorns
that promise
a bed of roses
rain might drench me
in cold misery
or radiate in a glimpse of light
and cover my skin
in a glow of desire
naked
pure
and coming to life
with the roses awaiting
the lovers at night
Dienstag, 20. April 2010
in my hands
empty, so empty
my hurting hands
here´s a face
it will be erased
i am afraid
i blast it all out
give me the night
and i´ll shine so bright
in images & words
rainbow coloured reflections
of a malicious
eruptive mind
a beauty, a lover, a temptress
i´m none of that kind
i hide in disguise
and crave adoration
but just as you see me
i withdraw in tears
for my hands feel empty
and so i´ve no right
to make you believe
that there´s anything,
anything at all
that i could give to you
to keep you warm
to dream on your chest
to keep up with all
that you posses
youth, virility, brains & hearts
so much less
such a mess
that´s me
how i see me
and i hate it
don´t know how to feel
don`t know what is real
when i open my hands
would i still exist
when you take them
can i make it
be there for you
be there for myself
and cure the feeble girl
who´s no fake
no delirious, inferiour waste
i want to make love
create birth on an earth
ready to bring me to live
and hand you a flattering butterfly
that had died in clenched fists
waiting for me
to raise it
in a loving, brave kiss
i don´t want to leave thee
don´t want to deceive thee
liberty! screams my heart
and i will fight
until my heart believes in the beauty
my mind so fiercely denies
dreams will come true
i´ll open my hands
and make love to you
my hurting hands
here´s a face
it will be erased
i am afraid
i blast it all out
give me the night
and i´ll shine so bright
in images & words
rainbow coloured reflections
of a malicious
eruptive mind
a beauty, a lover, a temptress
i´m none of that kind
i hide in disguise
and crave adoration
but just as you see me
i withdraw in tears
for my hands feel empty
and so i´ve no right
to make you believe
that there´s anything,
anything at all
that i could give to you
to keep you warm
to dream on your chest
to keep up with all
that you posses
youth, virility, brains & hearts
so much less
such a mess
that´s me
how i see me
and i hate it
don´t know how to feel
don`t know what is real
when i open my hands
would i still exist
when you take them
can i make it
be there for you
be there for myself
and cure the feeble girl
who´s no fake
no delirious, inferiour waste
i want to make love
create birth on an earth
ready to bring me to live
and hand you a flattering butterfly
that had died in clenched fists
waiting for me
to raise it
in a loving, brave kiss
i don´t want to leave thee
don´t want to deceive thee
liberty! screams my heart
and i will fight
until my heart believes in the beauty
my mind so fiercely denies
dreams will come true
i´ll open my hands
and make love to you
Donnerstag, 8. April 2010
Pleasure & Pain
pleasure and pain
and in between
the sweet innocence
of a hiding game
back and forth
in the channels that nurse
the coloured shades
of gleaming and dreaming
together in daylight
a twist of the tongue
a cover undone
words, airs, gins
tickling with pleasure
in the battle of skins
crossing the border
invasion
who wins?
running through the rain
madly resisting
pleasure and pain
lips that plead
doubts demanding retreat
at night
at flight
but nobody waves goodbye
nobody wants to return
to the burden
of blank lonely dreams
stabbing a heart
ripe with pleasure and pain
to be unveiled
to be heard
to be answered
feeling just right
together at night
two hands, hearts, hopes
leaving to be one
exploding on the run
flowing and glowing
into sunbeams at dawn
and kissing the starlight
from wondering eyes
and in between
the sweet innocence
of a hiding game
back and forth
in the channels that nurse
the coloured shades
of gleaming and dreaming
together in daylight
a twist of the tongue
a cover undone
words, airs, gins
tickling with pleasure
in the battle of skins
crossing the border
invasion
who wins?
running through the rain
madly resisting
pleasure and pain
lips that plead
doubts demanding retreat
at night
at flight
but nobody waves goodbye
nobody wants to return
to the burden
of blank lonely dreams
stabbing a heart
ripe with pleasure and pain
to be unveiled
to be heard
to be answered
feeling just right
together at night
two hands, hearts, hopes
leaving to be one
exploding on the run
flowing and glowing
into sunbeams at dawn
and kissing the starlight
from wondering eyes
Abonnieren
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