You are the shiver of the top of my skin,
The sunbeam
Of my incurable attic,
Of the castle of my proud
Which has neither bottom nor basement -
As there is only my obstinate mind,
Full of prejudices and superstitions,
And I am in despair, as well as I am filled head over ears with hopes and dreams,
Dreaming desperately and hopelessly about your true and ever-lasting love...
14.02.2017