Einem wunderschönen Menschen.
I witnessed beauty. Strength it hath!
Did not know why it came, nor whence.
A mind that rankly walks its path,
Fire at heart, lust in its glance -
But then, bereaved of all the wrath,
Smiles gentleness and innocence.
It stands forlorn, of firmest kind,
Yet in awe, the world to see.
But now, with our cores that bind,
With this kiss, let me show to thee:
The beauty of your longing mind
And all the bliss it is to me.
(c) Claudia, 2011