I grow drunk on your lips tonight,see, the ice of the soul has thawed,trembling so from the long kiss,that the dark tore open and the night shines.
You grew drunk through the night on my lips,like nectar sent down from a god,in a white veil I came to you like a princess,and you came to me like Prince Charming.
And here is this Sky of Happiness,that watched us nights above the clouds,shining blue now over the Mountain of Love,over the mountain that we made.
Autumn-fire, aching longing, another autumn, an old yearning... So I wrote once in my diary, one autumn that came like winter, the blackened weather poured rain in ropes, over the earth…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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