Sweet love is so flatteringly so flirtatious, such a fragile decoy, that two swan palms that want to be careful rest on each other: almost fulfilled immortality adopts man! Yet something failed and shattered: In the sacred crossfire of all-kisses, we had to make peace one by one with the bitter pains of tearful tears: That spikes exploded into the heart, the emotion gurgling!

,, Don't kiss! Because you do not love me! Because we don't fit in, ”said the common sense and the flirtation, which was always confident. Tribute easily fell into the abyss! The consciousness of misunderstanding was too late: The Timed Bomb nestled in the blood-fibers of our minds, in the blood fibers of our bodies: Love exploded like volcanic eruptions!

We couldn’t know ourselves either, sacred recognition works like hell! - What a courage, what a hopeless loss of illusion, what an insane miracle that we breathed greedily for each other in the insatiable molecules of the moments and sniffed deeper and deeper from our common consecrated consciousness: Our eternal and unquenchable love!

"Now the five dawns of the morning are still dazed and drunk among the twists and turns of our consciousness: Late Winter is still ringing in winding streets!" I would soak up the faded minutes of my happier, more fulfilling days with you to shine again, for a little while longer: I would send you the messages of my orphaned tears through my closed eyes: I miss you so much, even now! - There are only two of us here:
The cruel seasonal rampage, and a loser accused of clumsiness!