Katja Herrmann Autorin
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Falling stars

When the light is fading,
the world is turnig grey.
reality falls into pieces,
there is no place to hide,
nowhere to stay.

Horizons dissappearing,
no borders anymore.
I`m drawn into a word beyond,
ruled by the graceful beauty
of a dream I had before.

Your words are falling
into my silence like a hundred stars.
I am not listening, but still...
they touch like fingertips
the wounds, the scars:

Is it the darkness underneath, you see?
the nightmares, that are haunting me?
The shades of red, in which I´m drowning
or is it just a lucid dream?

Your lack of fear`s enchanting,
a voice in me begins to sing.
Maybe I`d like to sing with you,
just once, lost in this melody,
held by your blackened wing.

Is it the darkness underneath, I see?
the nightmares, that are haunting you?
The shades of red, in which you´re drowning
or is it just a lucid dream?

Maybe you`d like to sing with me,
just once, just this one song,
held by my blackened wing?

I cannot stay, I cannot be, what I am not!
I spread my feathers wide.
This path was taken a long time ago
and though I have you in my heart,
I will not turn as our worlds collide.


© Katja Herrmann (März 2017)

 

 

 

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