If you want to know,
I’am so pregnant
With an ice,
I’am so empty
With my
wise
secure.
If you want to know,
I want more, then
Just your soul,
I want more, then
Just I’am
really
sure.
I’am covard,
Not my mind.
I’am hopeless,
Not this night.
But not this
winter
brilliant
night.
And your words,
They sound so clear:
“Say good-bye, but
be so near”,
and I’am blinded
with it’s
alluring
light…