Hot summer nights
When the sky is full of stars
And the smell of pine resin
Cuts deep in my senses.
Light touch of warm summer breez...
On my neck... through the hair...
Hot summer nights
When my mind is locked on a single memory...
Repeated love song on a gramophone
...A melody you made with your fingers...
...on my body.
Dance with me tonigh...
On a hot summer night..
Feel my hips under you arms
Feel the heat, feel the passion
Let me be your muse...
For new notes, new tones..
With your fingers on my body..
On a hot summer night.
May 30, 2022
May 30, 2022 at 6:20 PM UTC
To my WARRIOR OF LIGHT
Holding her comfortable in my womb
Under my heart...close as she always will be.
Oh how blessed I'm,
The universe gave me a new purpose of life
The moment when I mostly needed it.
The strong feeling of connection
...to the earth
...to the moon
...to the sun and stars.
I'm waiting for you
My little Warrior of light.
To shine over the darkness
To fulfill the empty hearts
To bring smile on the sad faces.
The world will be such a better place
With you in my arms...
With your smell I'm craving for
the sweetness of your skin
the innocence of your eyes.
I'm so ready for you, my little warrior
To hold your hand and step to a new journey
So we grow together and learn together
From each other, from the world...
I love you already so much,
MY LITTLE WARRIOR OF LIGHT.
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 5:49 AM UTC
So many years, my friend
Of loneliness, happiness and ignorance.
I have been pulled through time
In all my masks and shadows.
„Camuflage so you dont get hurt!“
But the fake suit gets heavier in time
More then the pain of innocent convicts,
My friend.
.....
You can see, my friend
The scars over my body and heart
Marks of failure, fights and struggles
Battles for better tomorrow.
You can see, my friend
Wrinkles over my face
Made out of screams for breaking out
And laughs shared from madness..
Like nothing in world exist anymore.
You can see shine in my eyes
From tears of wrong decisions
From breathtaking views of happiness.
...
So many years, my friend.
Storms of life changes
Making the day worth for something new.
And im still me, with all those scars
With same dreams and same hopes.
With same thoughts I shared with you,
So many years ago:
„Whats the point of light,
if there is no darkness to shine at.“
I still got the faith, my friend.
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 3:14 PM UTC
She was a crescent moon never completely lit
She imagined someone out there would find her and strike a match
She never considered it might hurt
This moon hid from most things
She orbited around a planet that was so unfamiliar to her
She knew others like her existed galaxies away
It made her feel both lonely and special.
The moon befriended stars
She sometimes wished she was small and bright and fleeting
But she was large and slow
One day one of the stars started mocking the moon with his light
He would shine right in her eyes and tell her she was nothing
The moon gradually grew smaller
It only looked within itself with shame
Finally, there was just a tiny spec
The whole world burned.
Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC
Sometimes, surrounded by daily struggle
With no time to deep breath the air
Following some made up order
I stop myself and ask:
Am I lost in this madness?
Using all my forces to make things right
Running for something and still feeling
like: " I m waiting all my life!"
I m waiting to stop the imposed chaos
And make the chaos of living life.
Sometimes, surrounded by daily struggle
I feel my chest is ripping apart.
You know, the madness in my head
The trembling of my body,
I m just stuck in it
And it wont let me even scream.
Sometimes,
I wish I could just jump out of me
To release these chains from my heart
All those attachments
All those “ I think I need to do things.“
All those fake smiles and faces.
False concerns and supports
Running in the infinity of illusion
With no true goal and purpose.
So, sometimes,
I just let my madness rip me off
To let me cold, exposed and naked
To let me see my self inside
And make me reborn in a new day
With new strength, for new fights.
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
I'm sitting on a forgotten, wild beach
Far from the city lights.
Moonlight is dancing on the sea surface
And my fingers playing
With those little waves
Cooling my body and bringing the smell
of some distant country's.
Next to me is sitting HE.
My sin, my desire, my reflection.
It's a stranger who understands my perception.
My wishes and my soul.
As Im taking the last smoke of my joint
Looking him straight in the eyes
Whispering with no sound
The melody of my thoughts.
He knows what I desire,
What my being wants from him.
So he moves a little closer
And with slowly touch of passion
He put his lips on me.
My sin, my forbidden world
Is gone forever with that energy flow.
I let my self drawn in his confessions
Forgetting of all my distance walls.
My sin, my forbidden world
Now is a dance floor for my soul.
Feeling my body beat in the rhythm of
infinity love...connected with the universe of acceptance and free energy flow..
And we will stay on this forgotten beach
Till the sun rise - from his long way trip
And the moonlight starts to dance
for some other souls with desire sins.
M.T. 2016.
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 7:59 AM UTC
When the thought of a simple call
To the bank,
Or the doctor,
Leaves you in tears.
When working up the courage to call
Your best friend you just texted,
Or the pizza place down the road,
Leaves you with acrobatic elephants in your stomach.
When getting up on time
To go to class,
Or your job interview,
Leaves you nauseous.
When you sit there ten minutes later thinking
*Why does this happen every time?*
Or why can't I be normal?
Leaves you feeling like a failure.
Just say "hello"
Nope, that'll leave you wanting to *****
Smile to them
Nope, that'll leave you shaking and sweating.
Give a wave
Nope, that'll leave you on the floor rocking back and forth.
At the end of the day
When all you can think about
Is how you were so terrified you couldn't move,
Or that you just want it to end and go away,
But knowing that it'll just keep happening
When all they can say to you is:
*Just do it already.
Why do you have to make things so difficult?
Get over it!
Can't you ever act normal?*
As you learn to hate yourself just a bit more
Each and every day.
As you slowly fall back
Into a downward spiral of depression.
Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 4:28 AM UTC