and sometimes I sitdown at my typewriterand I thinknot of someonecause there isn't anyoneto thinkabout and i wonderis it worth it Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I keep telling myselfThat you’rejust a girl.Another leaf blown across my pathDestined to pass onAnd shrivel into yourselfLike all the others.Yet despite my venomYou refuse to witherOr fade.You remain golden throughout,And in your gaze I am left to wonder if it is me aloneWho feels the fall. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth. And like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I touch you knowing we weren't born tomorrow,and somehow, each of us will help the other live,and somewhere, each of us must help the other die. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
You lethargic, waiting upon me,waiting for the fire and Iattendant upon you, shaken by your beautyShaken by your beauty Shaken. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
You know how this is:if I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashor the wrinkled body of the log,everything carries me to you,as if everything that exists,aromas, light, metals,were little boatsthat sailtoward those isles of yours that wait for me. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Our state cannot be severed, we are one,One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I am not yours, not lost in you,Not lost, although I long to beLost as a candle lit at noon,Lost as a snowflake in the sea.You love me, and I find you stillA spirit beautiful and bright,Yet I am I, who long to beLost as a light is lost in light. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>