Wednesday, August 4, 2021


Zbigniew Roth

Longing for you


today I'm messing with a mirror image

my life is engraved on my face

I'm looking for hands that were like velvet

dreams are still hidden in them


ref.

only wildflowers near my house

they bloom daily with the colors of the morning

my dreams will not reveal to anyone

there is an empty glass on the window sill


in which the taste of wine remained at the bottom

the bird outside the window sings coquettishly

the one I dream about is not at my side

the void in my heart is filled with longing


all my body thirsts for you

velvety though life is dying out in it

I believe in the power of hot love

in our happiness which unites us secretly


ref.

only wildflowers near my house

they bloom every day with the colors of the morning

my dreams will not reveal to anyone

there is an empty glass on the window sill


in which the taste of wine remained at the bottom

the bird sings coquettishly outside the window

the one I dream about is not at my side

the void in my heart is filled with longing


© dr.h.c. Zbigniew Roth

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