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Sometimes
poems
make
me
want
to
write
in
a
crowd
of
only
one
person.
The moon shines on the salt rivers
but you don't smile at me anymore
The honey bee sings for the flowers
but you do not knock on my door!

The rain falls down upon green nature
but you don't look at my eager eyes
The yellow bird sings in a pleasure
but you don't fly in my dream skies!

I didn't wish your departure
I wanted your happiness
I don't think of my future
I think of your goodness!

You aren't with me, but I feel you inside
I don't blame you but feel a burning inside
You still have a place in my broken heart;
But I can't believe now we're so far apart!

No, you can't leave me alone this way
I know, you will miss my love one day
Maybe that day you'll find me in heaven
Darling, my love is true and it'll happen!
You are not here for the truth
And I am not going to lie,
let us depart with a solemn goodbye
.
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
When the day meets the night
And the sun greets the moon
Something magical happens...
It’s over too soon
A moment of silence
A colorful sky
The sun closes eyes and says its goodbyes
The moon takes over and
watches the birth
of another beautiful nightfall falling over this earth!
Wow
Isn’t it a wonderful world ?

Shell
🐚✨
Rain water overflowing
our garden bed, now
a bright green in the
fresh morning dew.

Picking up fresh herbs,
surrounding grass,
tiny lavender flowers
sprouting sporadically
in between coarse leafs,
our own starry night sky.

Dripping trees in bright
sun rays of first hours,
stretching far beyond roots,
colors previously dull
now beaming rainbows.

Bringing out twinkling
powder, light pollen
into nostrils, sneezes
from red noses, blushing
cheeks with moist heat of
the fresh rainy days of
a liberating summer.
It’s raining a lot, but at least the plants are getting watered.
My mind and body create the best chemistry when I think of you.
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