POEM: Ich hab mit dir mein letztes Hemd verschwitzt
Ich hab mit dir mein letztes Hemd verschwitzt Mit keinem sonst wollt ichs riskier’n Wollt nicht, dass du nur schweigsam bei mir sitzt Bin nicht
Ich hab mit dir mein letztes Hemd verschwitzt Mit keinem sonst wollt ichs riskier’n Wollt nicht, dass du nur schweigsam bei mir sitzt Bin nicht
I wonder what it’s like To live instead of wait For some potential fate A longed-for lucky strike I wonder how it feels To know
Kissing till our lips were burning We wondered what we’d done before All those months of painful yearning We erased down to the core Fucking
It’s not, you know, an easy thing To take those steps unplanned Not knowing what each day will bring Is something I can’t stand But
Don’t stay with me for twenty nights If you won’t stay for one Spare me the kind of joy that turns To pain when you
I grab your thighs and pull you close You squeak surprised and giddy I feel a sweat drop on my nose You’re warm and soft
I’m just trying, really trying To keep you in my life While I’m slowly, surely dying You’re someone else’s wife And I understand that nothing
Are your cries silent When no one can hear them Ruthless and violent You try to be near them Clawing and scratching To what they
A freshly filled up grave I’m staring at the dirt Don’t know how to behave Or how to bear this hurt I knew there’d come
He never knew a tender touch But knew how much he missed it His body was an unread book That shook right when she kissed