Is it an Illusion?

This pain is empowering.
Sitting in front of the sunset
The smell of the sea

Without you

But Bach…
Bach holds my hands
And he takes me above the clouds
I can taste your lips through this old wine
Your arms around me
And your soft skin
Warms my corpse

You are not here and you are
When there is no-one
Every one can be the one
The sculpture of love is here
Only needs a kiss
To wake up to this

Love is inside my veins
In my breath

Not in the hand of a careless child
This masterpiece of life
Love is limitless

The red sunset is here
And I know how much I am in love
Like today
Like yesterday
Because the sculpture of love is here
With me
Forever will be
And I am free.