Tag: #birds

Summer break

When I walk along the woods
And I'm passing by with a flying bow tie 
Or when I hear birds singing 
And I can't see the blossoming poppies 
Or when I see the palace is a bonfire 
Then I know that summer is near 
And always when I feel acacias
I know that there are holidays already 
Jan2003

17:47 04.10.03

Have you ever thought about birds, the most beautiful ones, those without a name … without a home, without a companion – emotionally and physically lonely?
Did you at all think about it ?! Beautiful, proud and unwanted, without constant stead.
…without translation, without explanation – proud and haughty.
I want to make love! Here, now … with you, day and night!
No, no, not true. I lie!
 I do not want anything from you. I would like there to be more adequate word than ‘love’, I do not like to make love…
 I like to feel that I am above my fears, that nothing and no one can beat me internal. I’m not thirsty for anything, some things I just need.