Fire-pulling Universe   

How much have I pondered - incomprehensible - and how much have I postponed? I can't catch it! I would say. With a true-proud and perhaps whimpering consciousness, to whisper only to the pure light atmospheres of my eyes, what thoughts, moods, emotions I cherished for Someone who gave up on me by trampling. The happy fulfillment of the universe can be here on this earth two sparkling, fire-piercing eyes: a tiny dance of teeth, the body speech of tongues in the palate, in a system of organized tissues!

And for in every kiss the elusive spell of immortality flares up; passions collide in the wake of heroic battles. The crease of lips and faces shreds each other after midnight! And in the end, each one breaks, hangs, and finally merges with the fulfilled universe again with united force.

The shattered, sultry bars of the night melt into themselves, guarding the sleeper hard! - how many unearthly, cheerful minutes the cubs wished each other, in love They are True. You have to feel, search, discover the pagan spells of fulfillment, your hidden body landscapes! The smiled and gifted smile once again stretches the drunkenness of emotions for the last time, and the yoke-yokes of lust also dream of a fulfilled redemption.

And because the expediency of goals fills every foot of the essence! None of them are wrong in the sure decision; their circle is driven by a circle of conflicts! "How much have I wondered if I should do enough, act and confess!"