Eros

Days you do not write,
Days I did not see you,
Why do not you call?
Cigarettes are rather you than me!
Sadly, my day, my night.

Word

To be just is better than lying!
Eh no mercy on you came over you to no end ones,
Is not that enough of your heart.
The fidelity of the sun-
Allumarmend she pours out

With patient power
About us arms to the day of its light.
Lendeneinwärts, towards the fire lap
Runs life in the evening Sonnentod,
It includes us pain silence the lips:
Peace and quiet on the storms.

Exposed

Spit on the moon
The pale gray youth
With dying light.

The spring girl shows
Her thighs
The Mirror

And breathed
To her lonely shame:
When?

Ye gods in heaven over the world,
You people in Urwädern earthly nature!
The earth worthy of death
Gives birth to a lot of nature,
Leave children sob
In the wild stream of life.
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