Monday, May 10, 2010

Lump Of Mucus In Nose

Ich moechte einen Kuss ... I

that caresses my ear the soft sound of your flutter
the breathing becomes one with your song still hold my hand
as vibrant, and forever
dance with me in this last caress
that the last ember off with your kiss
silent.

And at the end of this last shred of
time you hold me until my arms tired, your name
find rest in the streams of dreams where the compass
vessels
sing a new song in silence.


Dies ist für dich. Du Herzschlag habe meinen, und ich will dich zurück
.

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