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I have named this subsection of the site – picture and text. I am trying to express the essence of a picture in one phrase or word. The pictures are large, all the subtleties are in the details. My new verses, music and book.
Marienkäfer, flieg in den Himmel. Das ist der Ort, an dem Ihre Kinder das Schnitzel essen.
I have two lovers, and think of the third, what if they all, will explode?
Which are, evil deeds, I seem to have left, without attention expedient?
My happiness’ ringing, a home mobile, I’ve accidentally found.
“I don’t care who you are, where you’re from, as long as you love me.”
I say, I did not, take part in the merriness, I’m too ugly, but charming so much.
My eyes omnipotent, I see all the girls, you’ve met, or about to visit.
A fascination, my finger set up, as confirmation, your good inclinations.
Yes, I am guilty, I’ve touched her with glances, I did not let, my fantasies flow.
Was it a delusion or inner misfortune? I did every possible thing. My world has returned to where it started. The naked and cold extreme.
What do you want, love or affection, they are much different, written or touched?
Don’t let yourself ever be used, keep all them hungry and weighed down low. Or they will harshly, have you abused, and as a trash, scornfully thrown.
Angels and demons, attracted forever, they are the toys, of the goddess called Love.
Life and love are fighters forever, don’t let them hit you, away from the world.
I’m not a magician, just taking the courses, despite being muggle, I plainly been born.
I did not want, take you by surprise, are you half naked or dressed.
They miss, take me always, a flower whitey, appeared and moving around.
I seem to have chosen, profession not right, the targets are sometimes too tasty
What of it, that you talk, better do, cash and credit. We are not, gonna walk, ’till the credit is ready.
A faceless am I, a matrix by nature, a saint and a sinner together.
I cannot control my wish to control, all things and all creatures around.
A fallen my angel, mischievous my love, I miss much, your sightly behavior.
It’s possible not, to grow a beauty, without your hands, a little been stained.
We’ve made a mistake, to lock up together. Endangering our love, to die in the cage.
A beautiful tear, of empathy touching, has dropped on the cheek and slipped in my heart.
Your sentiment’s changing, from fervent to cold. From laughter to tears, from timid to bold.
What have you found, a regular simple, my common self, isn’t astute. You are so special, glorious symbol. I am afraid, we will not suit.
Which one is better, the black or the white. Why not to try, both tonight?
Your silhouette attracts me strongly. I want to see, all the details. The graceful lines, much cherished broadly. The perfect forms I ardent’ hail.
We are a being, spread everywhere. We are the palette of nature.
I am a kitty, deep in the heart. I like the world’s live domain. Why devilish nature’s, decided to mess, with tenderness, death, blood and pain.
I wanted to fly, from early my days. I worked and I dreamed, real much. But criminal mind has brought in the maze. My life has become, dirty clutch.
Birds are the two, hatred and love, hosted by dearness cruel.
Why me, being destined, to lose all the time, the ones that I dearly love. Do hate being cared, from cruel above, committing against me, the crime.
So sorry am I, to promise you heaven with flowers lot and comfort immense.
I was deprived of freedom to choose, I had to wait your answer forever. Desperate to stop being refused, grab your attention, now or never.
I see you not, because I can’t, believe that happiness’ so real.
A friend of mine, an enterprise, decided done without help. I cannot stand but offer rise, secure mine vice-president.
I have come to say hello, and have brought an awesome gift. Blooming flowers to bestow, and a stronghold ready twist.
I’ve tried to escape, the windy my fate, but couldn’t get rid of facing it strait.
You’re a poisonous little, did a poisonous lot. Time your venomous brittle, head cut off, in a jot.
I’ve a little to lose, it’s the desert behind, I am skilled to abuse, lead a treatment unkind.
I’ve run out of words, I need so much skills, expressing myself overwhelming.
A flower lonely, still white in her dreams, about get lost in reality.
It’s perfect to meet, two girls at a time, they’re bolder mischief, stir up with a climb.
I’m happy, but looking, I’m blessed, will have lost, successful and fortunate, at little the cost.
It’s cold outside, find mama to hide.
Fix an eye upon the sky, don’t forget unfix apply.
I like turning round, again and again. Let go my wishes a bit.