It started with a hello and ends with too much love that does still overflow.
we drove around our city while I had my arm around him.
and the sticky august air glued his skin to his shirt and him to my heart.
our metropolis had a hundred dusty stars above us; beside us; but mostly these stars were within me.
he was unaware of it all. But I, with overflowing courage did tell him.
and when i told him,
I understood that this simple love
cocooning me;
that glowed
like a hundred suns;
that made him the Sun;
was felt from me to him -
and me
to him
only.
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 8:23 AM UTC
It started with a hello and ends with too much love that does still overflow.
we drove around our city while I had my arm around him.
and the sticky august air glued his skin to his shirt and him to my heart.
our metropolis had a hundred dusty stars above us; beside us; but mostly these stars were within me.
he was unaware of it all. But I, with overflowing courage did tell him.
and when i told him,
I understood that this simple love
cocooning me;
that glowed
like a hundred suns;
that made him the Sun;
was felt from me to him -
and me
to him
only.
