The moon has set, / You, too, have left…
Your eyes, / Your half an hour long words.
Leaving nothing behind…
A quiet waltz in the evening…/ Like the usual dance of the birds
and of their false friends, the hunters… / […]

Sun is up, and you’re gone.
You will not see the light!
I will be in worse sorrow than
the irresolute desert heat in your eyes.

In the very same room
behind the doors
are my longing and your Photo
a pot of flower is my freedom
and sweaty loneliness…
My night confessions have a desert face….

You
cannot come back to me…
You are the one
who left on a Sunday night in July…
Even if I called hesitant
you would turn your eyes away
to the rose gardens of every color
but crimson…

Once upon a time
Who knows wherever
Kids weren’t into games
And the big guys weren’t in love
[...]

If you cry
you will cry
I’ll drink up your tears…
If forgotten sense is passion
then it is love
it’s only plentiful
and about to die…

Never knew before this much of a passion
I never felt like this before
Floor is moving under me
Ceiling turns around
There is your endless love in my blood veins
I breath in our love
I breath out our dreams

The Sun rised on you
time is endless now
we both know
all flowers will one day die
blinking eye but never lie…
The Blood in my heart is You…
You are the tears of my eyes…
The stars of the far east tonight blinking for us
the most beautiful shining one is You…
Vital blood
tears of loneliness
and a silent night…
Yet, You are the reason to wake up…
I LOVE YOU…and by uttering this I am saying nothing…
You are my Love…
We postpone love [...]