Heinrich/ Koenigsberger Dom

Koenigsberger Dom/ Heinrich Show me more.I want to know.Tell me more.I want to hear. Pain or anger,Grief or sorrow,No matter.I will be there. Show me more.Do not hide.Tell me more,I have come too far. Memories or thoughts,Dreams or feelings,No matter.I will withstand. Show me everything.I am ready.Tell me everything,I will not back away.

Death has the face

Death follows you,She said.Death hovers over you,She said.Death has the faceOf Apollo. You know nothing,He sighed.How can you know,He sighed,You are nothingBut a jealous woman. Apollo brings death,She said.His arrows hurt,She said.You shall run madBecause of him. You know nothing,He said.Poisonous are your words,He said.You never wereBeloved by a god. Oh but I was,She said.WayContinue reading “Death has the face”

Hypnos/Thanatos

Sleep is the brother of Death:Nothing to fear.Nothing to run from.Sleep is the brother of Death. Children of the Endless,Sons of Night,Almighty, merciful,More powerful than gods. The Night gave us lifeThe Night bore usUnder the endless skies,By moon, stars and sea. Death is the brother of Sleep,Lavender tinted with opium,Valerian-scented honey,Death is the brother ofContinue reading “Hypnos/Thanatos”

Streets of New Orleans

Down by the streetsOf New OrleansYou would meetA mysterious stranger. Down by the streetsOf New OrleansWould you stay,Would you run from danger?.. He would be  just the thingYou wanted to have,By the streetsOf New Orleans, But beware, for the thingYou wanted to haveCould kill youIn New Orleans. He would be a jewel,A goblet of wine,OrContinue reading “Streets of New Orleans”

Lestat ‘ s recitative / Confession

Do you even knowThat life flowsLike blood does –Freely, subtly, invisiblyPassing throughRealms and times? Do you even knowThat death comesAs storm does –Swiftly, unexpectedly, gracefully,Cutting throughHistory’s silks and stones? Do you even knowThat nothing holdsAs fast as death does-Clasping to the heart,Grasping by the throat,Kissing till the last breath? Do you even knowThat eternity dancesInContinue reading “Lestat ‘ s recitative / Confession”

November canticle

I will leave no trace,Like the autumn rainI will sweep you off,And pain will be over.Finally. I will be gentle –As gentle can be,As a melodyThat flies above the clouds ,Glorious. I will be kind,As the spring sunThat makes the flowersBloom in the snowLovingly. I will be enchantingAs the old fairy taleGold-dusted,Full of memoriesOf magic.Continue reading “November canticle”

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