Your Hair
Ich feierte die Ursprünglichkeit und Sinnlichkeit des weiblichen Körpers, als ich für mich selbst tanzte.
Curling up softly
The night falls in your eyes
Snow melts on warm skin
Pure silence suffices
Covered in darkness
By the flood of your hair
Nourished by your milk
From these breasts warm and bare
Your hair
A hiding place
A safe place
Where I can breathe again
Your hair
Much sweeter
So much clearer it all seems
When you cover me speechless
You‘re dancing naked
Your hair like a robe
A silky dark ocean
Is flooding my hope
Shimmering arms
Like wings they reach out
I hide my face
Here in the warmth of your hands
Your hair
A hiding place
A safe place
Where I can breathe again
Your hair
Much sweeter
So much clearer it all seems
When you cover me speechless
Your hair
A safe place somewhere
(geschrieben 2004)