I burn my love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I burn my love
Into quiet of Your breath
Slowly the song touches
my weary fate

I burn my love
Into the depth of Your stillness
So that it is hazy, watchful
from the end approaching

My longing flies
Stabs vanishing shadows
My longing is a bird of night
Catching the light: the secret of the stars

I rend clouds, I rend voices Pheke Danish
How heavy You are in the soul
So that the Heart, so that the anchor at the shore
Reaches also this pulse

 

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