The love to be here and out there
Brought us even close to the exit
Awaiting the appointed time

I saw an angel

 The path of angels travails
And to men who walk that path
With difficulty I give honour 
It will seem to men as though they have all
And but will struggle with owning a genuine heart

 Gentle and gigantic they daily openly grow
Wise and crafty their women proudly surround
To notice even a pregnant dove not in altitude low

And the palm stands will gently shake 
At the sight of the setting horizon 
When it comes to bid it good bye

It must first enter through the mouth 
What is cooked for love 
Brewed in the distillery of the heart

Waiting for you to act

Movements of muscles beneath the groin
Slowly erecting standing not on any feet
Through the food she ate he'll know this take
As she sits quietly by you as a tale you tell not
Waiting for you to act to touch what you have

Morning feels

The night has drawn nigh 
The awakening of the morning
While some wait unending for a catch 
Others shake in a haste around
Waiting and viewing the calm sky
Shaking and expecting the right guy

When I found a piece of you

 A place far away 
A place called home 
The home I found 
In the thickest of the night 
On the most fragile string 
On which I now hang 
I noticed your glitter 

It was the only one I saw 
It was bright like home 
Where the navel was buried 

I will not forget my home 
Like this glitter I just saw
I will strike the dusty earth 
With a planting stake there
And behind leave seeds
Fertile seeds which can ever grow
Flowers and fruits in the desert

I have called you for long 
To make you part of mine
Here I am with you - a piece of you unknowingly