Christa Katharina Dallinger

Seule

Ta main dans la mienne

tu chantes de bonheur.

Je rêve de la sienne,

et cela brise mon cœur.

 

Ta main dans la mienne

tu espères les cieux.

Je ne peux être la tienne

en aucun lieu.

 

Comment le dire?

Ta voix me caresse.

Il fallait m’enfuir.

Le désir ne cesse.

 

Ton cœur brisé,

le mien déchiré,

ma vie continue,

sans toi, sans lui.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 28.04.2017.

 

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