Lovers’ kiss
One true bliss
Electricity of the soul
Hearts ablaze during a night stroll
Here
Touched by lovers touch
Their love flies
Towards Elysian skies
Ascends through layers of the atmosphere
Straight through the stratosphere
Until leaving behind the exosphere
There
Where everything is oh so clear
Oh so quiet
Where nothing can disturb
Nothing can curb
Lovers’ dreams
Their gleams
Set the heavens alight
Like sparkler’s sparks
On top of sweet delight
© Thorsten Becker
Through cold frosty air
Playful calls I hear, right there,
“Treats, seeds, please share, care”
© Thorsten Becker
It is nothing but snow
On a gray cold day
Nothing but trees
That in the distance sway
Why should I stay?
Just a lonely walk
Through winter’s solitude
Biting cold air
Chipping away at my fortitude
Such is my attitude
When suddenly
Up in the sky
Firebirds fly
With their amber breath
They warm away my distress
And with their mythical grace
Lead me towards halcyon days
And such is now the glittering of the snow
So pure and white, day and night
Like the garments of a snow maiden bright
That I resolve with much gratitude
“Joy, instead, should be my attitude!”
© Thorsten Becker
Note: I often like to weave bits and pieces of classic literature as well as folklore into my prose. For this particular piece have a look at Snegurochka as well as the Firebird; an explanation of Halcyon Days can be found here.
Two strangers, on that path ahead
Two strangers, hand in hand
Walk beneath
Two strangers, tall and grand
Who also hold each others hand,
And on that path ahead
My love, we shall now tread
Two strangers, hand in hand
To walk beneath
Two strangers, tall and grand
© Thorsten Becker
No sound, high or low
As I walk through the silence,
Silence of the snow
© Thorsten Becker
