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  • Ich werd zwar warten

    ich werd mich freuen auf deine Rückkehr

    Wir hatten bis jetzt so wenig Zeit

    Doch es war mir jede Sekunde wert

    Ich werd zwar warten

    auf dich

    deine Augen, deine Hände

    doch ich werd dich vermissen


  • When there are no poems left to write

    when we have no more songs left to sing

    or books to read

    What would even be so important?

    Would I forget how you smile?

    no.

    I wouldn’t.


  • Let me dream with you

    chasing higher, even deeper

    through our connection

    travelling endless worlds

    Showing you, what my mind can do

    loving every little star

    showing you how I see through my eyes

    how lovely, how beautiful you are


  • hold your breath

    don’t look down

    don’t breathe in

    watch the water shimmering

    don’t move

    keep holding my hand

    when the wave breaks

    and the sky is only water


  • I want to wake up next to you

    with the curtain halfway closed

    so the sun won’t wake us so early

    i want to hold you in my arms

    while you lay close to me

    give your head a soft kiss

    to sleep through our alarms

    because it’s too cozy under the blnket

    looking into your sleepy eyes

    forgetting how the time flies

    Strive over your soft cheeks

    sensing your body so soothing

    to kiss you so endlessly


  • The air burns on my skin

    Drops of sweat run down my body

    the heat stings deeply in my chest

    as rain evaporates in this war

    the contrast between pure coldness

    and the endless steaming warmth


  • i dies staring into your eyes

    wanted to kiss you so badly

    didn’t waant to waste the moment

    was it the right thing to do?

    So unsure of everything

    i just enjoyed your prescence

    but when I couldn’t kiss you

    could I hold your hand once?


  • So gern würd‘ ich in den Bergen verschwinden

    Die Stille und die Ruhe aufs Höchste genießen

    mich in den wunderschönen Augenblicken verlieren

    wenn Regentropfen mein Gesicht zieren

    Der nächste Gipfel soll höher als der Letzte sein

    noch schneller und schwieriger

    nicht genug Herausforderung

    nichts holt mich aus der Bergsucht heraus

    Doch ich erinner‘ mich an deine Worte

    Ich soll immer vorsichtig sein

    Denn du bist in meinem Herzen da

    doch auf dem Berg, da bin ich allein


  • How can you awake so many emotions

    in a way that no one did before

    with so less words

    almost jealous, so amazed

    i would have never thought

    that this poetry would mean so much to me

    cause every of your poems sounds like your voice

    singing like you sang for me on the piano in Italy


  • Consciously knowing that I lost myself

    Feelings are going to happen

    Even if we can’t do anything about it

    there is no other way than to let go

    Eliminate this self-destructive thinking

    to enjoy the purity of the moment

    cathing every little detail

    that completes our orchestra of feelings


  • When I look at the sky

    i don’t need any answers anymore

    my sould escapes to be free

    to dance wildly on the shore

    the burning sun inside your chest

    like a newborn phoenix flying

    moving everything to wind and waves

    leaving my face nothing but smiling

    On the highest, so far mountain

    every last tree was my friend

    until I reached the so long awaited peak

    and my view of this beautiful universe had no end

    The time where thinking might never stop

    especially on the rainy and lonely ones

    when the days might never have an end

    I don’t complain, because nights sky is where my mind belogs

    to your music, if your poems count as songs


  • Let’s imagine there’s no tomorrow

    Let the clockwerk corrode until the last damn second passed

    It would be sad, right?

    To enjoy the mild wind of the last sunrise

    drinking a warm cup of tea, sinking into my cozy chair

    let the forest fill your lungs with cold air, closing your eyes to expand your chest to its fullest

    for one last time, jump onto the air and let infinity never tough the ground again

    let yourself fall

    fall back

    back into my arms

    because tomorrow will be infinite


  • There are certain mornings when

    laying in those arms is more important

    than getting up early for useless alarms

    you want to open the curtains

    breathe in the fresh mild air

    and start making breakfast for her

    let our lips softly touch, just before

    we even said „good morning“

    to tow me back into last-nights dreams

    when I look in your eyes,

    just like before, all those uncoutable times


  • Zu oft schrieb ich die gleichen Gedichte

    Gefühle, der regen, die endlosen Nächte

    ihre wunderschönen Augen, wie sehr ich sie vermisse

    wie sehr ich mich durch träume und Musik zerreisse

    Vielleicht werden meine Ideen irgendwann kreativer

    oder ich find noch andere Worte

    und jemand findet meine Texte

    genauso ideenlos wie ich


  • As the night overwhelms my sleep

    and tows me back into unknown scenery

    creating my own dreamscape

    scattered in its own hallucination

    still resting so calm, so deep

    listening one more time to reminding melody

    watching blurred images so defined, for realitys sake

    letting the clock define the target to my destination

    Do I even want to wake up?

    no imagined borders made up

    Can’t this world be infinite?

    until I feel the warmth of other silhouette