You are violets 

and the wind above them .

A child ,you are 

So tall !

And all of this you are 

is madness for the world . 

You see what's the deal with me ? 
Im a hot coffee 

and I wrapped my self around a person 

who smells like chilly summer evening .

Seriously nostalgic content created here .

All I asked today was 

"if the seal is broken ,

content must be checked to accept 

right ?"

For you love is hard to accept still .

So ,be violets and be wild . 

(Susan Sontag said "I write in order to find out what I'm thinking " . As consciousness is harnessed to the flesh ,we keep notebooks and journals everyday ) 

 

Munich ,22.08.25