D. (dalaruan) wrote,
D.
dalaruan

eyes wide shut

Ich weiss nicht, wie man die Liebe macht

 

Wie ich weiss, "macht" man die Liebe nicht.

Sie weint bei einem Wachslicht im Dach.

Ach, sie waechst im Lichten, im Winde bei

Nacht. Sie wacht im weichen Bilde, im Eis

des Niemals, im Bitten: wache, wie ich. Ich

weiss, wie ich macht man die Liebe nicht.

Unica Zürn wrote anagram poetry, like this poem
above. I don't know how to 'make' love is its subject. 

Stay awake like me. 
Keep watch like me


me - October 2005

Tags: me, solitude
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