Your kisses burn me

How the fire burns me Your skin is a ****** thing from which I have not yet freed myself Your eyes are brown like the coffee I usually drink in the morning is an exquisite and burning vessel for my heart and my soul

The one In the gloom of the night,
your figure shines,
a goddess with golden hair,
and a look that drives you crazy.
With a black and brown dress,
which envelops your essence,
you are the ethereal dream,
which fills my existence.
Your eyes, deep abysses,
a flash of passion,
where my soul is lost,  
that ignites my heart.
You are the divine muse,
who inspires each verse,
a pure and eternal love,
in this universe immense poetry of the heart, you are my moon and my star

Transparent skin of mushrooms Under the light of innervation Trees dressed in a blanket of moss Stretch out their bald, long arms Dark and thin hands Trying to reach each other

Thick Fog - Silent Hill Wild grasses blanketed with brown and red leaves Every now and then I slip

The sky is filled with a vast cloud. It probably extends over the entire forest. Maybe a city or even a country. It covers the globe.

I hear my own footsteps On the stones of the gravel road I've been walking on it for 20 years Silent silence and my old, faithful dog And my soulmate rose to the sky Like an inexhaustible butterfly