Midnight
It is midnight.
I think of you as
a dark endless sea in which I bleed after the wrecking.
With you, I do not
feel the time.
Moon did vainly try
to imitate you and this gives me the indescribable joy to look to the eternity
through your eyes.
With you, I do not
feel the time.
When I order my soul
to impersonate your angle face
The whole universe
becomes paralysed and admires
Love sits as a winner
and triumphant in it's throne
I do not feel the
time
You are giving me
rainbow with sensational colours and white eyes under crystal drops of
tears with fired crowns made of jasmine
And far away from
the filthiness, the corruption and the cynicism I know you are there
An ancient desire,
with the figure of statue made
Out of the marble
of my dreams
Time dies! Time turns
helpless into a tale and only the brightness of your body remains eternally
engraved in the singing of the swallows.
Unhelped I am falling
in love with you.
Because if a tear
would leave your eyes, with the first full moon you would turn into a prince
in my tale.
Secretly and eternally
living in me.
You would be mine.....
Forever mineour tears dry and our feeling stops at the entrance of our
heart
Because the winters
that passed forgot to take away from our soul the purple darkness, that
follows the death of the moon.
I could cry for centuries.
......Because I didn't
sleep under the shadow of the angels wings.
......Because I did
not take you for a walk to the immortal, everlasting waterfalls.
......Because I did
not let the lava of my love come out of my heart and warm you up.
Send you to heavenly
worlds and fairy tale skies.
I love.... But cannot
do anything about it anymore.
Please forgive me.