Beware! A heart is broken.
Some thoughts cannot be spoken.
What remains a memory is.
A dried flower, a forgotten kiss.
"Take care, don't shed a tear,
Move on and lose your fear!"
Your voice is clear, I hear
that your love speaks, my dear.
I absorb the love you give,
the essence of why I live.
In me you deep deploy
a tremble full of joy.
You cannot know you made me fly
because today you saw me cry.
I will not speak, instead I pass
this flower on to you.
Flowers: Carola Bittner-Güldner | www.trockenblumen-leipzig.de
Words & pictures: Gerolf Mosemann