Bring me the sunset in sleeping cups
let night gently pour, as light fills up...

Dancing with sweet feminism,
above cemeteries of barren fields...

Turn off the sun; my life still will shine from...
Dress me in black watch me glowing like I have...

Alas, it's sadness
which within I sail...

If only time would run like a river,
yet into the opposite direction...

You're here;
potent like sharp arrows of light...

I often forget you
in the sun...

It was a fierce short summer.
A ripe trunk had died...

don't talk
don't scratch the surface...

You fall and embrace me
with shades full of dark...