let the pale moon sky
fall on earth
like rope

drops of longing

sparkling like millions of stars
reflecting
on the soft hill
of your greed
of which the morning breaks out
red golden
sending burning streams
your sun shining
in the glistening light

drops of longing

I close my eyes
open my mouth
so that I can dive
into the ocean of your lust
above which
in fascinating colors
of your fantasy
wings of butterflies are turning

affectionately winning over
in acrobatic dances
rising vertically
butterflies
that are like
drops of longing
fly skywards

meet

become one

sometimes it doesn't ... sometimes it does

probably because the couple didn't pass the test of time ... fall into
the everyday life ... the baby, the dog, the cat with kitties and the
duties ... time for romance is gone ... only the "good morning kiss",
the "gotta go to work good bye" and the "hey honey i am back, i know i
am late" ... and all of a sudden there is nothing there other than that
you're living in the same house ... but strangers to each other ... and
it's only a matter of time until u find yourself being attracted to
others ...

hm ... sounds like my life ... lol