and I will muss up your hair.
And no riches are yours
nor mine in this life.
Only the one jewel
which is dressed in
old shirts
and fills musty old sweaters.
They add to your beauty
and cling to your skin.
In the wee hours then
I will be in the kitchen,
baking bread in the morn
as you like it – from corn.
May I feed you in bed
like we stuff the wild ducks?
You shall have the best morsels.
While you slept, the bread baked.
I was thanking my God
for loving me so
that he gave me YOU.
For L
was killed by a rhinoceros,which really wasn’t a great lossbecause the jungle was well filledwith leopards, so the one just killedwas left right near a shady treehis body dead, his soul now free.Night fell, the moon looked at the spotsthat fade as now the carcass rotswhen, in the shadow of the treethe other animals could…
where once gypsies replacedwith deceptive vengeance,the locals, warriors of a time,that saw ventures to fields of Catalan.Blood spilled there to right an injustice,lush green meadows and fields of brilliance.Heaven for wildlife, sad reminiscencefor eyes and all hearts who felt history’s lies.It is blood and not water for a beautiful world.
The question is, can I sell windto unsuspecting buyers, youought to admit that what we sellneeds only to be marketed.And if it has a pretty shell,but junk inside we must not fret.It is the salesman’s highest goalto screw at work more than at home.He lives and breathes his proud role,he lets them think he is…
They did not know that in the deepthe sea has promises to keep.No treatment was at hand on landso off they trotted, through the sandwent in head first to try againwhat through the years fooled many men,and sure enough, the sea took backall symptoms of the sneak attack.The two, my fluffy-feathered friendscame home completely free…
thank you will be an addendumpassing by a referendum.I must see before I sleepyou have promises to keep.Gratitude is in my boneslust with subtle undertones,is my nature, all genetic,visual and kinesthetic.
Deine Tage sind laengst von den Goettern gezaehltund sie haben den letzten fuer Dich schon gewaehlt.Wenn der Sensenmann kommt weichen schnell alle Schmerzen.
