Wednesday, 26 February 2014


neither closer nor far away, that - 
person contained deeply 
in the breath, even
in the hydrous 
eyes, an 
image emerges with passionate
desire, the life recovers often, 
from the pain of defeat,
a mysterious scent
from body and
soul draws
my persona toward the unknown 
destination, perhaps in that 
strange corner, your 
love allures with 
new dream,
and - -
on those intoxicated moment I've
no senses, your deceptions 
or  fidelity, smile or 
drifting eyes !
I couldn't 
understand the silent expression, 
and often, I present the life 
before you, alike the 
flowers before 
the flaming
altar !

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artist barbara k buer