Youre within reach

but out of here.

Your breath and warmth

are always near -

But lost to me.



I&acutem bound by laws

and chained in time.

Im filth and lie

and flesh of mine -

(But) your traces in me.

That grain of light

You sent to here

Goes unattainable to me -

Goes underground.

Your depht and height

Removed from me.

In mind and blood

Ill gradually

- Turn to stone.



[K.-U. Skerra]