And God wondered

I stand on the balcony and let the winter wind pet my face.
I close my eyes and see how crystal tears run down her snow-white cheeks.
Her eyes like jadestone-green deep crater lakes.
She seeks you, to hold her tight; her body glides in your arms.

You are there. Nowhere else. There for her.

As her head lays on your chest, her beautiful face turned around.
Red fairytale lips speak with out moving.
Your hands take her face and lift it up to yours.
Little silent kisses wander down her cheeks.

Time stops and space vanishes.

As you kiss her tempting longing lips, a tear falls into the sea, smooth as glass and a ripple of water forms a perfect circle.
Rain, an empty dessert feels the first drops of rain.
Thirsty innocent fairytale lips -

Time stops and space vanishes.

A spark by a falling star ignites the last leaf of the dry rosebush.
A bushfire – greedy – irresistible – licks the branches and sizzling noise grows as your lips touch her unbroken neck.
Forces of nature, predictable, merciless, still essential.
The air of temperatures so different is forced to dance.
A dialog of the elements, a combat of heavy rain and burning flames.

Time stops and space vanishes.

Silence.

“The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep”. Little silent kisses wander up her cheeks.
And God said, “Let there be light”, and there was light.
Gloaming.
And God saw the scorch earth and all the mud.
And a razor sharp ring tone of your mobile cuts the air and you suffocate the sound with your pants.
And you freeze.
Her snow-white breast are shivering.
Nature’s triumph – nothing left but a soup of dust, which needs the salt from our tears. The ash will become fertile soil one day.
And newborn jadestone green leaves and tiny forget-me-not of the color of my eyes will grow there again.

One day.

And I press the filter of my cigarette in the snow, let my mobile glide back in the pocket and close the window.