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Do they?
Sometimes
Not Here
Only
Tears.

Weiten
Endlessly
Welten

Just us two drinking orange
            Gulping wine
Poetry in motion as the conversation loses time
Stars open bearing hearts and souls and mind
Two stars on different stages sharing one anothers line

Across the ocean, star lit sky,
The hope and soul that lies inside us
Defines the love between you and I
I wish this moment would last forever.

The flowers shimmer in the moon
The owls hoot in the trees above,
They await the dawn of the next morning,
The birds come out and start.

As the rain starts to pour,
Each star of rain sending ripples,
As the airtight pocket is breeched,
Maybe the fish will feed today.
A galaxy of frogspawn,
Creates a murmur amongst
The infinity of silence,
Space shudders.

Water mimics the sky,
Crickets gossiping among the whispering grass field,
Ripples distort the shimmering surface,
A dragonfly lands on a frog’s sticky tongue.
The reflection twinkles against the frogs eyes,
The moonlit water ripples,
With every movement of pondlife,
People walking by stand watching the spectacle

Reflections on the water,
Splashes of the waterfall,
As the morning is awaited.
When day begins again.
Weiten
Endlessly
Weiten

A million colours
The frog croaks,
Muffled by wind,
As dragonfly hums across the pond.
Crystal clear beams reflect
As lightning lashes at the sky
Flashes break the blanket of black,
And illuminate the mist

The deep water - a life of mystery,
Light reflecting off the rIpples,
That wash up against the edge of the pool,
This heaven
This beauty.

He is everywhere and nowhere,
Stillness on white paper,
And stars in my palms,
Running through like water.
Reliving their lives of hell,
Like eyes of wolves still screaming,
Dwarves of the night still screaming,
Sunk deep within.

The plant unfolds,
A new lease of life
Deep underwaters
The birth of a lily

First one, then a second and third,
Unpeal to face the light,
The milky outer petals drift to its deep pink and red core,
And stamen scream out like a baby for its mother.

The universe held on chords,
spiralling spinning on threads,
That reeling forever inwards,
All carefully held in place.

Planets surfing the sparkled surface,
The stickle-back shuttle
Launches Into the deep,
Immense.
Producing a transparent light beaming down,
Deep into the waters like a torch
Boring into the eye
Piercing the surface,
Then splintering into stars again.
A spark in the darkness
Bursting out in light
A glow of hope
Of star and flower

As the lilies are bright and yellow
With bees flying in and out
Collecting the pollen to make their wax
So we can make our candles

All glittery
bright
Burning, dying.
A sleepy world of streams
Dissolving me Into darkness
White paint splattered, black hole star
Piercing my eye like a needle to fiery light
Dreams come true on the brink
Time becomes still
The seat is here

As she walked along the top of the clouds
they were both there
it was not meant to be
So she left her wings behind

Weiten
Endlessly
Welten
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In meinem
sonnenscein
hinueber
ins
anderè
land
weiten
Endlessly
weiten
until
I meet
Me