Part I
You gaze at me in the night
I follow you through the days
You know they are not a dream
A nightmare to flee from
I did it
Carved my mark on them
Are they now
Drowning in their scarlet blood?
Strangled in their timeless longing?
You envy them
The Fish
And yours,
are they basking in sun, warmth,
in your embrace, tenderness?
Are they in pain, suffocating
Lying on blood-stained ground
choking their last words?
They are close to you
They are Yours
Therefore
I wish to slay them all
Part II
I shall free you
Take you away from all this
Clothe you with my words
I love you
I follow you
Wherever you shall go
I am your picture
'Tis all so uncanny
And you fear me
Part III
Where are you?
I take,
Time has stolen you away
Maybe you are a shadow,
Lonely in vast light
In the mirror
I am your reflection
I adore you
Please do come
And sleep next to me
Entertain me,
Yet be watchful:
I might tame you
In my dreams,
You always say "yes"
In my dreams you exist
I ask you what you yearn for
What you cry for every night
I seize you for a moment of fest
Lay you gently on the grass
Your eyes are bright
Bright, yet sad
They are like an ocean,
In those I drift further away
Please, wake me not,
For I am drifting to you
Part IV
My passion, ardour
Greatest what life can offer
Abundant wine
Deep blue sky
Endless sunset
Seven kisses
My timeless waiting
Eight kilometres to the sun
I am wading in its golden rays
Perhaps I am
Just imagining 't all
My life, too
This darkness,
'T fills my heart
- You fill my heart
Please, hurt me not
For so small I am
And afraid
You broke my heart
I am Morbid
Morbid trapped in this moment
Feverish,
Delirious,
Exhausted
I die, I die in this manner
May I never be healed!
Part V : For You
One kiss on your forehead, for the thoughts, dreams and wishes
The second on your cheek for the tears that cascade
The third on your lips for the words that are yet to be spoken
The fourth kiss on your hand for the lady within
The fifth on your breast for the heart, the pain inside and the Love
The sixth on your belly for all the appetite, lust and passion
The seventh kiss is yet a secret.
Part VI
I shall not step aside
I fear not dark,
Nor cold,
Loneliness
I observe you in frail morning light
One eye open,
The other one closed,
In the sweetest of dreams
You are the spring of life
The cascade I swim in
Candle lighting my path through winter
The small heart throbbing in my chest
You are my insanity
My rapture
Sharp nails
And white teeth
Part VII
You are wakeful.
You wait for me.
Oblivion cannot
Overcome me.
Nor the woes of the world.
For I, too,
Am wakeful.
I wait for you.
Part VIII
I am not an angel
I am the demon lurking in the hazels
I am not the hunter in the skies
I am the prey in your sights
Tender lover on a wooden bench
I am indecent
Not the silvery veil over your eyes
I am the eyes that see
I am not happiness keeping you alive
I am woe not letting you die
I am not your freedom
I am your prison, your eternity
I am your festering wound
Not any of your beautiful scars
I am the blood in your tears' stead
Empty verses
Echoes on a dead land
I am The Poet of The Night
I am Yours
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