As if my heart s in love again

Still linger shyness and euphoria,
Your lips and hands phantasmagoria,
And almost love and almost falling
Into profoundness.
My solitude is brightly glistering.
Its source, its prophecy, its mystery
Send precious dream right down in history
As groundless.

I run through the snowy linen land
To the one I’ve always thought I had
With the dearth I never understand
Of the joy I used to feel…
To the one so far and so astray
I run through blizzard and through hail,
As if my heart’s in love again
And healed.

The dream I have no hope of sharing,
Your eyes so homeless and so alien,
Two shadows cast on walls offhandedly
Lamenting candles…
The pain has grown beyond forgiveness,
My sadness numbed all other feelings,
In my sweet dream that starts revealing
Its cruel madness.

I run through the snowy linen land
To the one I’ve always thought I had
With the dearth I never understand
Of the joy I used to feel…
To the one so far and so astray
I run through blizzard and through hail,
As if my heart’s in love again
And healed.

12.09.2015