CELLO
Deaf and blind,
Desperate,
As if I am on fire,
So neither shout
Nor cry,
I'm forced to be at rest.
My love,
This velvet case
Holds tightly my desire,
Suppressed emotions see
Their chance to be expressed.
Open the case,
And take me out,
Caressing lightly
My sounding board.
Revive me.
Let me live and breathe.
Now, my beloved,
You are standing me uprightly.
Lo!
I'm a prisoner
Of your thrown-opened knees.
I'll freeze in awe,
Seeing your hair,
A golden orchard,
Forgetting
How inside
I was alone and sad,
I'm ready with my strings
By your sweet touches tortured;
I'm longing for your bow
To start
And drive me mad.
Awaken all my feelings
With inflicting movements.
You also are alone,
I desperately wish
To be your singing cello,
Your dear life approvement.
Swish with the bow!
I am your melody unleashed.
When your eyes closed,
While legs invitingly are opened,
Much brighter is the world,
The sun and moon are won;
Deranged,
Two rivers flow and mix without stopping'¦
Look, poetry and music
Suddenly are one!
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