Winter Thirsts
Earth awakes,again a lazy morning.
Air of mist flies, freezing blood to clot.
Awake at the fourth hour, longing love with bed.
Aromatic, boosting,loving, thats what is needed.
Nothing now, but continuing calls
Outside.
Walked, skated,I showed myself
to the chilled earth.
Stirred my sleeping bike to life.
Fast ride and crouching nerves, ...
Air of mist flies, freezing blood to clot.
Awake at the fourth hour, longing love with bed.
Aromatic, boosting,loving, thats what is needed.
Nothing now, but continuing calls
Outside.
Walked, skated,I showed myself
to the chilled earth.
Stirred my sleeping bike to life.
Fast ride and crouching nerves, ...