An emotional poem

To paint the giving coordinate system of feelings secretly hiding in the engravings of familiar faces. Because in the excessively superficial world out there, honesty as the only way to go has long since ceased to exist.

Insidious make-up can usually remain with them, as well as unwashable makeup. Diagonal shines in the lake of a pair of greedy, longing eyes. Who knows who you mean?

Contours of rainbow shapes cherishing in bays splashing in light. They share and call at the same time. The balance of instincts seems to expand in them. – The uncontrollable Present is getting blurred with the longing images of lived memories.

The depths of the soul are constantly stirred up by each heaving sigh, behind the rib-cage of the chest. Crocodile tears are real killer trust if their pearls are more real than the pain in the gut. Romance - just like the light born by a planet - can only be born if there are no unknowns falling back and forth - but it surely rests in the depths of hearts.

Unbreakable depths echo true love when the feeling is mutual and chemically pure One-flame.

Even in the raging flood of times, it would be good if trust could sober up again. Nothing good ever comes out of sloppy flirting. The cry of an orphaned child should be painted on a familiar man's face when he suddenly learns that he will be forever abandoned and left an orphan in this world.

When the Beloved realizes that a heart-besieging, holy-superstition kiss can indeed be worth more than the cheap pennies of materialized treasures. "Yes!" We should paint that never-returning eternal One-moment, when we fell in love with the other and it became an inalienable, integral part of our lives!