If you were to visit me again now, and I could only take you in my arms for a single, budding day - alas - there would be no more unnecessary words hiding under your palate! The endless, dazzling blueness of the sky would embrace the sandy land and the wail of the sea waves would caress the footsteps of your eternal immortal and fragile feet!

Illusions, daydreams and meaningless words cut into each other's heads in which we hibernated each other for a long time. It was unnecessary pretense, fleeting in itself! “What more would it matter if the Earthly Universe rediffered two broken souls to an unforgettable day? Now the same pain still hurts: On one side the desperate despair itself is lingering, while on the other it is hardened, yet a fragile snowdrop clings to the captivity of the forgiving Spring!

"If you were to visit me again now, I could only make mistakes in your heart clamps again." We could already know and guess clearly: Our immortal transcendence did have a message! - And there would be no other power than the power of kisses, if you visited it once: The earthly, long-lost harmony would greet you again in person.

and would occupy self-forgotten, worldly devotion! What’s left of us: The sublime clicks of Platonic serenades, romantic compliments. Just like the lost, wandering lover in abundance, there is a timeless message: The immortality of faces and gazes! Even now, you will shine brighter and brighter in front of me!

And I couldn’t go after you while your heart was shaking for someone else!

Proud and light-hearted signs of neglect are everywhere, attracting every corner of the street, embracing them! The shadows of more and more hidden places on the alley balconies of the streets are growing! They are augmented by the false awareness that they can scare people with impunity while going to the nerves of others strained to the ground!

But even now the old houses stand majestically and on a proper hill: Shuttered shutters, indifferent caretakers proclaim the abundant peace that still remains! "Even though the street is an eternal, immortal noise-noise," he still keeps something of your indelible past: How far have you come? How do you achieve the curvature of your stretching track?

For it is in vain that ruthless darkness weaves a lasting cobweb around you as an untrustworthy trap - you do not know your broken tears, nor your suffering trapped in mud. Proud and light-hearted signs of desolation are everywhere, embracing every corner of the street.


The people here are just life-threatening wrecks, wounded ghosts! This big city is getting more and more unrecognizable, more and more dangerous! Suspicious gazes cling to you like sticky leeches like assassins and you know, even if you run away: Evil and jealousy are secretly sneaking up and uniting to plunder your universality!

A deserted street that lived better days - no flickering light. The stomach-turning silence before your doom moves into the sight of your eyes! You would run, flee to your angelic redemption unfolding in two eyes: But He must be far away while you are struggling with the demons of your own fears, fighting! S after dark starless hopelessness shackle s tie…

We stand alternately on the platform. We stand in the changed Time; we follow the side sound of blind tracks purely, disciplinedly unceasingly. Here the joy of existence is that we dare to get up and hope again - what was once priceless and perhaps most precious!

Blood clots lift up rocks, tiny dams, wordless in us, like silent murderers who silently sit down and ****, choking alive! The final fragment of Being is now scattered with monotonous and melancholy indifference, while under the surface the devouring death moves and bites…

The year-ring of the seasons is placed on our faces: The broken tears of snow, soot and sky send their sky-whining messages to us! "We are only digested on our own, and we are free to digest us in degrees of self-pity!"

With the gaping black threat deep in our hearts, the flowering spring and summer of the missed happier years stares at us. The cradle of the mundane universe of life, in which innovative love may have been conceived! -

This is how we stand, we stand and wait in the hope of a safer start, and we do not realize under the surface secretly and individually how much of its hidden weight and driving force is the secret mechanics of the richness of forgotten details, the chain of small fragments! And if we are mistaken for a single moment in sure uncertainty - the obscurity of the future alienates us!

Let’s ask ourselves the eternal One-Question: Where did I have to start, and how long do I understand ?! "Desperate abandonment and abandonment is our most patient killer, because it doesn't ask much!"

Hallo! "Once the angel has made sense of existence again, now he's just sleeping still!" "Is it you again ?! Where are you talking from Why don't you visit ?! I haven't seen the gamma rays of your immortal chestnut eyes that have been blinded for so long! ”

Just not because of your selfish husband? Are you a free and independent lady and woman, and are you still just tolerant of the word of arbitrariness deciding for you ?! "That's not how I appreciate Loyalty!" You remember?

I remained faithful to my murderously honest word, but inside you something mysterious could be broken… To listen with my ears richly hearing in your cells to my fragile heartbeat and the raging despair within me! - It must be too windy

I was whimsical to you, did you find it? If only you could know that in every hidden word-bush like a fly in wine, I beat you in a symphony of serenades and you always shone! But righteousness came over the souls of the two of us: The bittersweet bread and the black soup came!

You know, I wasn't able to lie to you because you deserve the absolute truth - Now tell me, where are you talking from? ,, You're already telling me to get off me! Knock it down, OK! ” "And your voice is hurting, stabbing, hurting like the razor teeth of the harming Kharübdis, hyenas." Then let’s ask ourselves the unanswered: Why can’t we just be really friends?

Because he secretly tears it apart, secretly tears apart something in them, broken apart… The double combination of the Universe is still rampant in them, throbbing! You let it go easily! Come to your senses!

See emerged from the past, then suddenly disappeared again; I taught my half-knee to humility before him! I volunteered, bowing down. That swan-white mischievous face, that chocolate color that weaves like a fine strand of straw that disappears into the darkness of the night, forced and interrogated by the Truth! She had to melt disarmed from his smile!

And I had to think: In these bombarding, sensory-igniting minutes, what will happen to me when I can no longer see the smile of pride-igniting wounds? "It was an imagined dream, a distant imagination, only He ruled over my head, my heart!"

I was amazed: I was secretly surprised that he had not shared the secret, inner word of his heart with me — I could only watch and destroy the kiss of others as it melted, destroyed devotionally, and flooded with tiny details of our immortal Universe; that maybe I could have been happy with you!

"Now what else can I say: Alien exiled as an outsider?" In my place, a lot of roosting roosters would tidy up their own porch, and now I am forced to face a destroyed end result incessantly! Isn't that weird? The half-naked young man tried to believe in fairy tales, but his love affair, like a serious illness, overthrew his proud, sublime throne of existence! "He thought foolishly that I would confess all the insignificant bagatelle secrets, and honestly

holding hands forever, perhaps we could walk together through the macadam paths of the unbridled World!

Just because my secret electricity turned into a scorching passion in me alone, there could have been something unspeakable, tangible Extra, plus things between us, that could have repaired the fuses of my burned-out heart! In the secret courtyard of charred keys, where rampant cell division was always present, all throbbing connections were suddenly broken, irreparably damaged!

We didn’t know what to do with him, and we didn’t learn to treat him fairly just because
we meditated in the unconsciousness of the immortal minutes, and we wandered for a long time, and in our relationship, which can be called by name, at most only one of us is here! - Yet the meaningful time spent with Him became an important and indelible part of my existence!

- Behind the gazes of heaven, he was greeted with a laughing smile whenever he could, if he was not squeezed into foolish conditions, compulsions to meet others: When he could only be himself! It was a garden of wildflowers, pregnant and full of the scents of Eden!

And I couldn’t go after him in the alleys of everyday life weaving tragedies. "Today, surely the sublime happiness of the Universe is his." The future of a caring-hearted mother. But do you still think of the times when for a few moments only He was the center of the world, and loving troubadours, zealous Adonis, as loyal lollipops, sought hard-won graces through struggles and struggles, while only one of the overbearing ranks, just kneel in front of him?

My heart rings with an increasingly dumb answer that it can no longer be, it cannot be! Two immortal passions battling the struggles of wolves within you, and yet I could not meet you forever! He blew your angelic being on the edge of Eden! - There's still no other connection! Why?

Come on! Foolish aside with the speech of a fool! - Not possible! In my lava soul, the consciousness of death is spreading, the bitter complaint of being left alone: ​​It can no longer be a completely missed opportunity! I understood the flood of words of your tears, "Knock it down at last!" You are ANYONE! ” - Does it make sense for anything?

I wake up halfway between the waking coma in the morning, the hypnotized hibernation, maybe waking up from latte: It's so incomprehensible that you can't be by my side when I need you, you're not with me! Without you, I look like burnt-out wreckage, rusting bodies! I really miss the radiation of your being's nuclear nucleus, its constantly feeding cosmic energy!

              

It would still be so good to exchange a word or two of friends with you liberated, without restraints, before your pessimistic sense of existence is finally infected! - I still wonder: Did I ruin everything or, if we knew we didn't fit together, why did he stop with a commanded law: The Mood of the Heart?

I have lost you forever, irreversibly! And I do not know in the trenches of unpredictable destinies when I will be able to meet you again; not with you, not without you passing by? The pensive Time repeats itself, still falling apart, I fall to the depths quickly, the number is still half-hearted, I hear repeated stumbles, I try to avoid the painful Truth on unknown paths!

You may know: When your lily head fell asleep on the shoulders of my shoulders, I confessed the Truth: I love you very much! "Suddenly the fleeting dream fell to pieces," I had to wake up.