With evry burden and evry loss,I enter the night-Yet I can see in the absence of light.My eyes are closed: not black in the dark, but blue,Your eyes chase me like predacious flue.So I walk in With blind will and blind faith...Still.
It’s part self-denial, part admiration,It’s the other-self best perception;It’s a blessed misconception.It’s a priceless Quotation,Not a mathematical equation;It’s more than any verse,Or twist or wor(L)d Rotation-from Halleluya to hallucination.Love is start and goal, It’s peeping through the coalIt’s diamonds tickling inside your soulIs a feeling, which exceeds any other;It’s a baby born from no mother.It’s something learnt without Notation,And, above all and most of all:Love is never an obligation!!!
Your silent writes more books Than all efforts in letters I took Your muted voice floats and pauses- My red-rivers split like Moses.Your eyes speak to me in silver looks Like the whispering (waters) of the brooks Your hands draw in me unspoken words Which paint the soundtrack of my soul.Your smile is a flower that never closes: For your breath has the scent of roses. Your hair shines like a field of wheat, My comb plows during your sleep
The clock shouts o´clock the sharpest hour.Again the ruthless rapist knocks on my doorIt´s golden fist disturbs my solitude chor‘Sweet dreams, all dreams’- the killing voice echoes sour.The beautiful thief has the warmest touchWinning your senses with his silky attitude.But courting the night with a darkened preludeHe leaves- the tender grief of sunset in your heart.Thus heaven gives in, obscured by seductionRadiantly dressed glows its finest jewellery.Below lies the stolen diamonds galleryWhere daisies are grown from Fate´s reduction.Like a love song dies without a singer;Like a blindman´s lost without a noiseMy days are nights without your voiceAnd in those nights the stars, too far they linger...How could I grab one and place it round your finger?
To sign with red lettersMy heart commands a perfect pactStrangely unfair, yet fair enough-The bittersweeter the better.For the sake of Hell and for Heaven´s as wellI´ve arranged a date with Satan´s brideSo the Devil can call himself divine.From the Sky to the roots of Earth,Thus my prayer descends unheard:Should I win your smile with this humble rhymeBe the King of your Heart for just a dayThen my eyes your eyes shall obeyFor the rest of my suns and nights.
Hail the army where all soldiers marchBlindfolded, unarmed Before the red necklace of hidden moons, Whistling sweethearts favourite tune Unconciously unplugged,Walking down and up Love´s hungry path.The troops shall celebrate a circus paradeAnd heartbeats sound like a great grenade!Euphoria pops out the bottle of pinkChampagne;Victoria returns from the battle of MinskTo Spain.Silence!!! (General T. Silk speech)‘Praise the Lord of War, the Goddess of Love:The greedy finger shoots out proud,The golden lark shouts out loudIn roses and guns everything´s allowed’.
In foreign counties of orange landsI have fought many battles within me.For your cause or what you caused meUnder different names and flags.Like a constant force that dragsThe noblest part of my every vicesCommanding all my secret devicesThe dirt and beauty under my rag,Your silence shouts clear orders:My voice yourself disorders.(So) I prepare my answer in my exileFor a question that remains unheard Shipwrecked from your mind´s NileDressed in my General attireI render and surrender my weaponsWhich I never knew how to fire Before your blue circular pyres,For their last and first second.
I should exclude Spring from my versesMy voice silent to Nature´s first boomMy heart quiet like a gas balloonThat flees t´wards the sky- traitor to my senses.I should forget My Country in my lettersIts sunny people and smiling daysThe kindest father and a mother´s embraceFor you distress buried for the better.I should erase God from my booksAnd my faith in a higher Something Else...He, who allowed all notes I took!!I should destroy everything in the endLife´s agony dethroned from my shelves...Be your will!!!- but I shall keep your name.
For your most convenient inconvenienceI have finally forced myself to ignore Metamorphosing reality into metaphoresSo your absence becomes a sour ingredient.Your invisible claws steal myself from me,And there´s not me anymore- just you.Just a cruel, plutonic rhapsody in blueThat echoes inside a chest-hollowed me.Empowered by your acid-lucid eyes,Virtual dictatress, you rule my countryUnaware of distant love-hungry sighsWith tic-tac tactics and tantric laundry.A brainwashed clown, a senseless droidUnder the spell of your first blink I fell.Wheel of your will is my fortune cell:I am trapped by your Paranoid Polaroids.Blond photographer of my lifetime script,like a blue acrobat now I walk on the ropeof the haunted secret that your eyes encrypt.
Beyond your burning blue magnetic spheresBeyond the icy clouds that surround themBeyond your voice, most precious anthem,Beyond your useless Faith in others near;Beyond the earthly twists and confusions Beyond the subtle walls of frustrationBeyond your craziest games and inventionsBeyond my stampede of blindfolded illusions;My love is present whenever you preach: Even where the stars´ glow turns diffuseOr God´s mighty hand seems not to reach There´s plenty of my love for your abuse.There´s no magic secret, no holy (S)word In this fairy tale of pretty rosy thorns:I’ve just learnt to love you love beyond.