Before My Eyes

It's a beauty

So delicately arranged

Is it the work of humans

Or a gift from the gods?

It's a pattern

So uniquely defined

Is it arranged on purpose

Or a random splash?

Tell me,

If you do exist.

Show me

your miracle hands.

A big gasp,

I take.

-beyond

Meine Verständnis.



Cotton candy sky

The Peach erases the frowns
The Orange wipes off the sweat

The Lemon removes the load

A blue breeze sings to the eyes-

And sweet waves to the aching arms

to sterilize the brain

Take a dip

and drown in lime syrup

- a scent that wakes the soul

A treat, a luxury,

an obsession

- and never,                better.