GYMNOPEDIE NO.1/PINK-GREEN
As I watch the blue ships passing by,
Love’s here, Love’s here
As I watch the soft sky shining bright
You’re here now
Beautiful colors and shimmering sun,
In love there’s no borders it’s easy and fun
Like May, Spring
Quiet and gentle revival comes rushing by
As I watch the big moon shining bright
Love’s here, Love’s here
As we hold this new life in our arms
Love’s our’s now.
Whispering waters are gently caressing
They’re telling our story our beautiful blessing.
Like life, love,
painting this journey
in my favorite colors.
Green…pink…
GNOSSIENNE NO.1/ SACRED FLOWER
Far away in east
Is a sacred flower
I fly there at night
When no one sees or hears.
There the nightbirds play
Tell an ancient story
There he’s holding lotus
In his honest hands.
My mind is high
My thoughts are at your window
Just take my hands
And put them on your pillow.
Look all the stars
Are shining bright so high, so light
So kind, so bright,
So far , so far away.
Black as darkest night
Is my true love’s hair
When he put’s it on my breasts
I safely rest.
Climb upon my ties
Hide me with your lips
Only moon will see
Our love’s embracing kiss.
My mind is high
My thoughts are at your window
Just take my lips
And put them on your pillow.
My mind is high
My thoughts are at your window
Just take my hands
And put them on your pillow.
GNOSSIENNE NO.2./TO HOME
Winter, peaceful in your arms I’m sleeping
Quietly the dragon’s waking.
Playful, naughty, gentle arms are teasing
playing down my spine they’re searching.
In my skin each inch by inch,
my flaming wheels turning
Like a circle that keeps spinning
flaming and burning
through time.
Up and high with soft clouds,
with floating stars, shining bright, we’re floating.
In a blissful moment when the little death makes time die, then gently reviving.
Silence speaks so kind,
the tale of innocent yearning.
Love that’s true, divine,
and makes us always returning,
to home.
Home!
Peaceful in your arms you hold me
Quiet night is softly passing.
Morning!
GNOSSIENNE NO.3/MOONLIT LOVERS
When the night awakens,
And my feet don’t touch the grounding,
Coming from the shadow,
All my darkness that’s enlightening.
The fear and the burning, haunting
The sweet…Honey dripping, like my yearning,
thirst and silence soft caressing,
burning flames surround our boundless ties.
Come to me in silence,
When the words are soft and quiet,
Bound me with your fingers,
Long and dark like my desire,
The fear…
Dissapated, burned away, each kiss makes fear to run away,
And angel hides with blushing face,
Content this love is here to stay, forever.
Tell me stories that you hide,
And tell me more till blood goes dry,
I’ll take them soft,
I’ll take them hard,
With trust in eye, this lighthouse’s always burning.
Awake, inside.
Distant dreams make distant sea’s returning,
to home.
Closest dreams make closest dreams still burning, through time.
Come to me in silence,
I’ll caress you with my flowers,
Share with you my power,
Eat all fallouts and the liars.
Moonlit Lovers.
GNOSSIENNE NO.4 / DANCE IN A CIRCLE
There’s a lighthouse that I always like to go through
You can find it only if you really want to
Through the hallways and the doorways,
steep and narrow, like the darkest , quiet human consciousness.
It will lead you and de-frame you,
take it’s hands and it will guide you,
through the knowledge passageways.
-The Spark-
See how sparkling darkness shines the light
It’s so teasing, titillating , timeless time in numbers waking peaceful restlessness.
-Dance du Cercle-
Appease the winds
And seek the shore.
There’s a lighthouse that I always like to go to.
Far and bright, a spark.
Hides the secret’s in the attic, hides the hidden flowers
When it’s quiet, I come take them,
close to morning hours
(to) find the Light-
Appease the winds
-Shine-
GNOSSIENNE NO. 5 / TO MACAU
While gliding through air,
my arms embracing you,
and my head gently resting on your back
I see this smelly city with different eyes.
Suddenly all the rats, all the dirt, the smog! the cars ! the crowds! the noises…dissapear.
Diluted to a softest silence,
in most gentle colors,
softest winds
that feels like the fluffiest pillow…
from which only flowers grow.
This city suddenly I see with different eyes,
beautiful and new
Caressing my hair, enveloped in a warm sea of laughter and joy.
Softly gliding through air..
I enjoy even the darkest mornings,
even the busiest hours,
even the crowded buses,
even the loudest tourists…
Even a 10 euro yoghurt seems not so expensive anymore..
The air smells of coconut
and the neighbors seem friendlier
The cheese suddenly
becomes the best french cheese,
and the color of the sea
Mediterranean.
This distant, strange city
suddenly and so effortlessly
became home.
Such is the power of love .
CARESSE /SHADES OF BLUE
Shades of gray,
painting blue skies, gently.
Shades of blue,
bluest blue, dawning’s close
to me.
Shades of distant shores,
are calling me.
Shades of purest one,
purest heart is here.
Room is white and soft
it smells of morning(loving)
Dancing in your arms,
playful arms are holding me,
warmly.
Carefree life that shines,
is coming near.
Caring love is here, and is holding me.
GNOSSIENNE NO.6 / TALL DARK STRANGER
Quiet shape, shady shape
Wandering through the streets of Paris.
Lean, dark,shape shifting
stranger walks, even talks
with veil.
When he smiles, sweet
grinning through teeth,
all the ladies, anticipating
he’s charming and magic face,
his lips, they steel.
In the streets, cold and wet
he’s the King, cat is his only shadow.
On the windows and the rooftops
Him, teasing and wandering.
He’s stroll, slow, lean
HYPNOTIZING.
Hide the kids, hide you’r fears,
he’s here, to come tease you, steel.
Shady fingers, big cylinder
Black elegant stroll, handsome and tall.
By the gentle dawn,
morning is close, he’s gone
of to a place of
shadow.