Monday, June 20, 2016

The Swan

Far from my sky
Flying with the claws clung into the twilight
You deceive the horizon with your fluttering wings.
Wings so free.
It's the earth moaning under you
From sadness and darkness
My wintry breath alienates itself
Venomous arrows will pierce through my chest, white bird.

Far from my sky
From your death I shall not hear
Flying with your claws clung in the twilight
I forever believe you will

Be flying.


Steps

If a secular cry shattered the greenness of your eye
I would not lean to pick up the emeralds
 Instead, I would step slowly on every star you have put to sleep
I would feel the grief of the sea in my foot, the strength of your glance drowned in the ground.

Or cut myself in green shards of glass
Bleed my dreams upon your eyes

Filling your eye orbits with us.


Saturday, June 18, 2016

Separation

The angels had left their prayers into your hands
Suave petals blown in the wind – your lips
And the existence – unknown
The torment of the incoming morning was crying inside my sleepless eyes
That you should have filled with chimeras...
That you should have left without a word...
Without a whisper...
Only with malicious silence and a bitter kiss
That I did not know it was to be the last one.


Loss


 In the dizziness of our arms and bones
I try to remain, despite of your leaving
I will not look for you tomorrow
The long night will stain you
And the stars will glow only for me
The morning will rise for you:
To grasp your breath – to blow the wind!
My eyes scorched by the stars will weep
Upon the dust of your body
I will make love to that coldness, even if it is my last fire on earth.


Thursday, June 16, 2016

Full moon into my eyes


 The night is breaking into infinite lights; I am so far away.
Far behind, the steps are leaving their traces where the moon is scratching its skin in the dark…
The stars are breaking into the night’s eye lashes, as you unconsciously obey my being.

I’m trying to see you
Until I’m carrying myself up to deep skies,
I’m hitting your frozen endless blue.

I’m trying to feel you
Until I’m wrapping myself in hells
I’m baptizing into your ardor’s wish.

To know you…

Oh, there is no life beyond the attic;
Shades of insanity…
Oh, there is no hope without pain;
Oh, no! Never the same…

Never in the same place, but far away from me.
Closer to us?!

The night is full of so yours:
There is my painful peace;
There are the angels laughing their demons;
There, where the scared souls are in need.

I have laughter in my soul and they are playing.
As I am playing with the images far behind the windows.

You’re missing…
And I have to finish playing…




Redemption


 On this morning with hollow eyes clung deeply into the sky
I believe you are the perfection of the solitary man.
In order not to ascend to your eternal heaven
I will eat from your green - may eye
I will feed my desire with the raw blood of a wax throat
And with the dead coldness of a beast's claws
And the moment you hold me with your bloodily arms
Let the angels' grace rain from the sky singing.


Monday, June 13, 2016

Emphasis to the coldness inside us


 Barefooted we were running through dreams
As if we ran in the mud
Defeated dreams at the edge of a world are pulsing
Sometimes sad, sometimes mellow
The angels are struggling with their claws clung
Into us


Lonesome griefs betray
The glance...
Blood flowing from
Limbs
From memories here comes
The venom
Slowly for sleep my hands
Are aiming
It's night
And it's foggy...





Friday, June 10, 2016

May

I have dreamed
That I met you on streets unknown/alien to our certainly separated set-apart beings
Walking with small steps, burdened, thoughtful.
Collecting earthly flowers in your thrilled soul.


I was watching you with my pulse raising
And the cloud lengthened howling
Above the blackened earth, beyond the endlessly doomed sky

I remembered...
Your hair dressed with the same summer, with the same orange trees of May.
If only you could cross my path again
I'd later laugh, I'd sadly cry,
There is no more another May
With yellow lilies, stolen at the wedding buried under the linden tree with it's flowers shattered
With its years carved on the gravestone


From the future now, I silently watch; the sky is red and waiting.
The morning is tired; from the night scarcely she emerged
With crosses waiting for redemption
With Christs awaiting for crucifixion.





Thursday, June 9, 2016

Sleep




The turmoil cuts into me as lions cut into the stars.
The blood of your kiss poisoned my lips; poisoned the rivers of my eyes. Wine is what I see now. I see drunkenness...
And my lions fell asleep.
Pick up a star from the sea for me, a bouquet of winds.
Sell the morning to me!

To awaken my lions, to be able to sleep.


Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Some o' clock


 We met on the edge of the abys, we closed our eyes, but in the air we could feel our common smile.
We huged our hands, we could feel each other's heart beats and we jumped.

It was an LSD flight.

Now we can find our bodies lying on the ground and the tears are mixing with dust and blood.


Sunday, June 5, 2016

Danish Night



The starry night brings me the clarity of your skin, of your bones.
And smoothly my fingers are shivering, happening above the perfect shapes, which is you.
The quietness spoils itself darkly between our abandoned - to - earth bodies.
I am breathing-in your love as a dragon burns the angels' eyes.

Your arm protects the chastity of the the nightly sacred moment.
Without you I would burn, I would disappear.

But you are sleeping... And I can't help myself loving you.


Thursday, June 2, 2016

For Alex

It happened to happen when I didn't expect it to happen. Night lights around, lots of people, drinks and glasses, people laughing or trying to kill their loneliness. Dancing through the tables, sitting on a soft bar couch, cheering...  he appears all of a sudden from the night, from my dreams, maybe?
Uf, good looking... Oh, nice face shapes.. Hmmm... Nice body. Ups, hell yeah, really nice body. Heart beats: really kind eyes, cute sexy smile, BEAUTIFUL hands.
Reality strikes in: He is with another girl! He sits down and starts talking to me, keeps talking, asking questions, ooook! he is annoying! But still hot.
I say goodbye. Not sure when the emotions he created in me vanished... and after how much time I completely forgot him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8wqmh3KybI