II went into a shop and got some berries
then I noticed how they
played some music
which like a sting to the hearth
made me walk with you
down memory lanes,
to make me buy more than I needed
but I only need you now.
I thought I saw you - but did I see?
and I know i'm not ready
for our love was like that -
neither are you - it was a story
which was told too early
and now the midnight
has come for like autumn into winter
is turned - so are we.
There for sanskrit writ are for truth
is Shaitan - and you are
my truth in that way.
It's not a light or beacon of hope
for there isn't any,
I am but a chalice
which is being possessed now
their lusts fills me.
I hear your voice in the distance
is it fading out or
is it approaching ?
It is but to invite me and I will be
with you to the end
of the darkest stars;
if not you - somebody else will
for I am disappear.
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