I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss you every morning when we wake up.
I want to kiss you every night before we go to bed,
every time you are leaving home and every time you come back again.
I want to kiss you before I wave goodbye as we walk separately on the station platform.
I want to kiss you after I welcome you home every evening.
I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss you under the midsummer maypole,
under the midnight sun that creates pink colored summer sky over the capital city.
I want to kiss you under the northern lights over your hometown on Christmas eve,
under the cherry blossom trees in the king's garden
and the falling autumn leaves in the open nature.
I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss you happily on the cheeks for each time I am grateful for your help.
I want to kiss you romantically on your lips between our random dance to our secret playlist.
I want to kiss you passionately on every inches of your body as a prelude to our sacred unity.
I want to kiss you gently on your favorite spot as we both lie in an after-lovemaking sweet dreams under the bed sheet.
I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss your sadness away in your lowest point of life.
I want to kiss your worries away after any failure.
I want to kiss your wounds from any past nightmares and let them heal.
I want to kiss you suddenly as we sit next to each other on the flight to our dream destinations;
and I want to kiss you softly and slowly as we sit next to each other on our old days,
staring at the sunset sky and be grateful
for every memories we have made together.
19.04.18
by Frouwelinde
for my wishes with the black fox
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19.4.18
16.3.18
Silhouette of the City
The sky explodes in orange color
Bright twilight scene in the background of grey spires
Did you gaze on the silhouette of the city
from your turquoise window in the hawk tower
while I was walking under it
to reach my destination on that day?
Could it be that the little girl under the highway
who saw the same silhouette of the city
have a memory of your friendly voice
and a glimpse of thought about my happy smile?
Maybe I walked past the glass window of the cafe
when you enjoyed warm coffee with a friend
Maybe you have once stared proudly
on the flying cross in blue yellow in the corner of the road
while I was making a wish on my biggest dream in front of it
Could it be that I have looked at your ocean blue eyes
as the synchronization placed us together
somewhere under the silhouette of the city?
by Frouwelinde
16.03.2018
for the possibility of us being in the same place in 2013
Bright twilight scene in the background of grey spires
Did you gaze on the silhouette of the city
from your turquoise window in the hawk tower
while I was walking under it
to reach my destination on that day?
Could it be that the little girl under the highway
who saw the same silhouette of the city
have a memory of your friendly voice
and a glimpse of thought about my happy smile?
Maybe I walked past the glass window of the cafe
when you enjoyed warm coffee with a friend
Maybe you have once stared proudly
on the flying cross in blue yellow in the corner of the road
while I was making a wish on my biggest dream in front of it
Could it be that I have looked at your ocean blue eyes
as the synchronization placed us together
somewhere under the silhouette of the city?
by Frouwelinde
16.03.2018
for the possibility of us being in the same place in 2013
7.2.18
Your Flag
I wear the colors of your flag today
Colors of another hope, another future
Color of the clear sky of my upcoming days
and of the sunshine that'll smile on my face
Color of cornflower, the symbol of requited love,
and of chrysanthemum, sign of optimism
Color of the sea that separates us,
and of the sand that connects us again
Color of thousand nights that will keep us safe,
and thousand mornings that greet us warmly
I wear the colors of your flag today
for it's the only way to show
the colors of my heart
By Frouwelinde
07.11.2017
for the new hope in the new place
Three Stages of Love
My fairy tale love was with a knight.
He stood under my window in the castle tower,
sang minstrels' songs of love and adventure.
I thought we would be inseparable forever,
kept pushing against the waves of old laws
in the world we live in.
My tough love came when my heart was kidnapped.
A barbarian chieftain wanted all of me for him only.
He fought many wars against the cross and himself.
I didn't know that my attempt to heal him
would hurt me in return.
My mature love is yet to come.
I see a son of king with wisdom in his mind
His word will heal my wounds from the past loves,
and his hands cradle me to thousand nights of sweet dream sleep.
I wish for courage to place my trust there.
10.01.2018
by Frouwelinde
for my life story
He stood under my window in the castle tower,
sang minstrels' songs of love and adventure.
I thought we would be inseparable forever,
kept pushing against the waves of old laws
in the world we live in.
My tough love came when my heart was kidnapped.
A barbarian chieftain wanted all of me for him only.
He fought many wars against the cross and himself.
I didn't know that my attempt to heal him
would hurt me in return.
My mature love is yet to come.
I see a son of king with wisdom in his mind
His word will heal my wounds from the past loves,
and his hands cradle me to thousand nights of sweet dream sleep.
I wish for courage to place my trust there.
10.01.2018
by Frouwelinde
for my life story
20.11.17
I Dream of Future Love
I dream of future love
You and me, and a mirror
It was soft and sweet,
how your fingers played with my hair;
trying to shape it and tie it
like the girl in your fantasy.
I dream of future love
You and me, and happiness
It was warm and tender,
how your lips touched mine several times;
trying to read every words of affection
I whispered.
I dream of future love
You and me, and a secret
It was clear and prophetic,
how the dream slipped into
the storybook of my head
the night after our short talk.
by Frouwelinde
20.11.17
for the dream i had last night
You and me, and a mirror
It was soft and sweet,
how your fingers played with my hair;
trying to shape it and tie it
like the girl in your fantasy.
I dream of future love
You and me, and happiness
It was warm and tender,
how your lips touched mine several times;
trying to read every words of affection
I whispered.
I dream of future love
You and me, and a secret
It was clear and prophetic,
how the dream slipped into
the storybook of my head
the night after our short talk.
by Frouwelinde
20.11.17
for the dream i had last night
Intuition
My heart is already yours,
even before you ask for it
but I fear that I already know
the song of our farewell,
even before we meet.
by Frouwelinde
17.11.2017
for my feelings
5.11.17
Falling Hope
I thought I would find everything that I need in you, dear beautiful maple.
I have been looking for protection under the mighty oak, but I didn't find it.
Even the linden doesn't have any love left for me,
and coconut tree can't give me happiness.
I was just about to pick your colorful leaves to brighten my days,
when I realized that your trunk is too tall,
and the wind blew your leaves away to the sun in the south
before I can reach them.
I thought you're the branch I could hold on to
while I am pulling myself out of this trap,
but I am always wrong to set my dreams too high,
and even wronger to have my hope too early.
By Frouwelinde
31.10.17
For you, to whom I gave my hope too early.
I have been looking for protection under the mighty oak, but I didn't find it.
Even the linden doesn't have any love left for me,
and coconut tree can't give me happiness.
I was just about to pick your colorful leaves to brighten my days,
when I realized that your trunk is too tall,
and the wind blew your leaves away to the sun in the south
before I can reach them.
I thought you're the branch I could hold on to
while I am pulling myself out of this trap,
but I am always wrong to set my dreams too high,
and even wronger to have my hope too early.
By Frouwelinde
31.10.17
For you, to whom I gave my hope too early.
22.7.17
Trust You
Why do I choose to trust you?
Someone I don't even know
A darkness, a mystery
The light, what are you?
I don't even know
whether you are awake right now,
or you still sleep after that short conversation
I don't even know
whether your mind still plays our words
as often as mine
Are you really the rainbow man,
who lives neither in black nor white?
Or are you the Mephisto to my Faust
who come to satisfy my thirst
but trap me in misery?
23.07.2017
by Frouwelinde
for the short and confusing encounter.
Someone I don't even know
A darkness, a mystery
The light, what are you?
I don't even know
whether you are awake right now,
or you still sleep after that short conversation
I don't even know
whether your mind still plays our words
as often as mine
Are you really the rainbow man,
who lives neither in black nor white?
Or are you the Mephisto to my Faust
who come to satisfy my thirst
but trap me in misery?
23.07.2017
by Frouwelinde
for the short and confusing encounter.
I Dreamt of A Past Love
I dreamt of a past love
It was short but sweet,
warm and neat
Not a rush, rather slow
Friend first, lover second
I dreamt of an old love
His warm hands embraced me
Protected me, comforted me
He looked through my eyes
and saw my hurting heart
He didn't even get angry,
that I still had someone with me
"Leave him," he said
"If he hurt you, just leave him and be with me"
We hugged and kissed under the blanket
No further sexual action which I didn't need
I cried for sometime on his shoulder
I dislike the idea of knight in shining armor,
nor a prince on a white horse,
but I'd gladly call him my dragon slayer.
21.07.2017
by Frouwelinde
for a short dream about a past love in the time of need.
It was short but sweet,
warm and neat
Not a rush, rather slow
Friend first, lover second
I dreamt of an old love
His warm hands embraced me
Protected me, comforted me
He looked through my eyes
and saw my hurting heart
He didn't even get angry,
that I still had someone with me
"Leave him," he said
"If he hurt you, just leave him and be with me"
We hugged and kissed under the blanket
No further sexual action which I didn't need
I cried for sometime on his shoulder
I dislike the idea of knight in shining armor,
nor a prince on a white horse,
but I'd gladly call him my dragon slayer.
21.07.2017
by Frouwelinde
for a short dream about a past love in the time of need.
5.6.17
An Invitation
In an unexpected time I received
A greeting without an envelope
A welcome sent by the wave
Through the sea from north to south
A greeting without an envelope
A welcome sent by the wave
Through the sea from north to south
I have told the universe
How the northern ways always fascinate me
Though my sinning ancestors
Had made me unworthy of it
Now I can't wait for the winter
I'll take my dream to fly with me
And cross the glowing rainbow bridge
To dwell with you in the land of myth
05.06.2017
by Frouwelinde
for the invitation to the midwinter celebration among the people of the past
15.5.16
The Gate
The train went through the midnight gate,
the border between daylight of fantasy
and the real.
You and her, she and you,
and me.
Love sat across my bench,
laugh and dreams were beside me,
and myself.
With a song that sings
about a gate,
if I went through which,
I will meet you in the other side.
There is no more night for us,
it says.
Only flower meadows, laugh
and holding hands.
The train went through the summer gate,
the border between past fantasy
and the real.
I and you, you and me,
and us.
Love stays by me,
laugh and dreams are with me,
and ourselves.
With a story that tells
about my gate,
through which I have walked,
and found you in the other side.
16.05.16
by Frouwelinde
for my gate ~ Summer 2013, inspired by all my memorable journey with train since 2013 and the song "das Tor" by Faun :)
the border between daylight of fantasy
and the real.
You and her, she and you,
and me.
Love sat across my bench,
laugh and dreams were beside me,
and myself.
With a song that sings
about a gate,
if I went through which,
I will meet you in the other side.
There is no more night for us,
it says.
Only flower meadows, laugh
and holding hands.
The train went through the summer gate,
the border between past fantasy
and the real.
I and you, you and me,
and us.
Love stays by me,
laugh and dreams are with me,
and ourselves.
With a story that tells
about my gate,
through which I have walked,
and found you in the other side.
16.05.16
by Frouwelinde
for my gate ~ Summer 2013, inspired by all my memorable journey with train since 2013 and the song "das Tor" by Faun :)
18.4.16
Rainy Day by the Sea
On a rainy day by the sea
Where is our boat?
We do not know.
All what I remember is
the time seemed to stop;
like my heartbeat,
as you kissed me.
On a rainy day by the sea
I wondered about your heart.
Did you feel the wave of love
constantly crashing the wall
of your heart, like
the wave in the sea
never stop kissing the docks
on a rainy day by the sea?
10.04.16
by Frouwelinde
for the second rainy day in Bergen, autumn 2014
Where is our boat?
We do not know.
All what I remember is
the time seemed to stop;
like my heartbeat,
as you kissed me.
On a rainy day by the sea
I wondered about your heart.
Did you feel the wave of love
constantly crashing the wall
of your heart, like
the wave in the sea
never stop kissing the docks
on a rainy day by the sea?
10.04.16
by Frouwelinde
for the second rainy day in Bergen, autumn 2014
21.10.14
Maybe you won't understand
why sometimes your ice flower melts down
Are those tears of sadness
or does it drop because of happiness?
Maybe you won't understand,
and you will never understand,
but when you start wondering about the reason,
look at the mirror and you'll find ---
the ice flower melts down for you,
because she cares so much about you
by Frouwelinde
201014
for uncountable tears that dropped in many nights
why sometimes your ice flower melts down
Are those tears of sadness
or does it drop because of happiness?
Maybe you won't understand,
and you will never understand,
but when you start wondering about the reason,
look at the mirror and you'll find ---
the ice flower melts down for you,
because she cares so much about you
by Frouwelinde
201014
for uncountable tears that dropped in many nights
Since the Last Day
I know it has been a long time
since the last day I saw you
My soap bottle has turned into
white from purple -- almost empty
And I can see the silver base of
my smoked fish inside the blue plastic
And there are only two slices
left from my rice cakes
Does one day without you
still mean one day closer to be with you?
I don't know.
I wish you'll come
before all the writings on the maps
start to fade away
by Frouwelinde
211014
for my missing feeling
since the last day I saw you
My soap bottle has turned into
white from purple -- almost empty
And I can see the silver base of
my smoked fish inside the blue plastic
And there are only two slices
left from my rice cakes
Does one day without you
still mean one day closer to be with you?
I don't know.
I wish you'll come
before all the writings on the maps
start to fade away
by Frouwelinde
211014
for my missing feeling
Sunset
It reflects on the glass
windows of the skyscrapers
Here in my city
But there -
Someday on the peak of the hill in Bergen
after a short ride with the Fløibanen,
Or as seen from the top
of the ferris wheel in Liseberg
It would be thousand times lovelier,
seeing the sunsets with you
by Frouwelinde
090914
for our unfinished plan
Insomnia
No, not because of those
random thoughts in my head
But there are too much
butterflies, flying inside me
Bring me far from bed and
to your heart
by Frouwelinde
060914
for my feeling
random thoughts in my head
But there are too much
butterflies, flying inside me
Bring me far from bed and
to your heart
by Frouwelinde
060914
for my feeling
I let myself bewitched by the northern lights in your eyes
and steal a little of it to be kept inside my heart
to make it warm along the never-ending winter of waiting
I let myself enchanted by the sound of the fjords in your voice
and drown myself in its depth to cure this missing feeling,
to erase all my dark memories in this lonely place
I let myself seduced by the magical midnight sunlight in your words
and remember every detail of it to accompany my days
to make me feel closer to my dream to meet you in this
breathtaking land
by Frouwelinde
310314
for my addiction
and steal a little of it to be kept inside my heart
to make it warm along the never-ending winter of waiting
I let myself enchanted by the sound of the fjords in your voice
and drown myself in its depth to cure this missing feeling,
to erase all my dark memories in this lonely place
I let myself seduced by the magical midnight sunlight in your words
and remember every detail of it to accompany my days
to make me feel closer to my dream to meet you in this
breathtaking land
by Frouwelinde
310314
for my addiction
Big wolf
with silver fur
Who do you love more?
The moon goddess or
the red riding hood?
More than three years
You stand on the cliff
Admiring the moon
There was a time
When she would come down
For a love dance with you
Big wolf
with silver fur
Who do you hold more dearly?
The moon goddess or
the red riding hood?
Maybe she's just a little girl
With a heart too pure to
dance the love with you
But she can sing as sweet as the birds
And she can dream as high as the stars
So will you love her more
after the moon had her eyes
on the eagle?
by Frouwelinde
Juni 2014
for the choice you had to make between us
with silver fur
Who do you love more?
The moon goddess or
the red riding hood?
More than three years
You stand on the cliff
Admiring the moon
There was a time
When she would come down
For a love dance with you
Big wolf
with silver fur
Who do you hold more dearly?
The moon goddess or
the red riding hood?
Maybe she's just a little girl
With a heart too pure to
dance the love with you
But she can sing as sweet as the birds
And she can dream as high as the stars
So will you love her more
after the moon had her eyes
on the eagle?
by Frouwelinde
Juni 2014
for the choice you had to make between us
20.10.14
In the City of Lovely Memories
Small bench under the trees
In my beloved dreamy city
Heard already our cheerful memories
Sweet talks of many wishes
Statue of fairy tale king
In the middle of the green park
Listened silently to my whispering song
Along the way when you walked beside me
Black ravens and swans in the park
Thank to their feather I can keep memories
Of those short two days I always want back
To spend with you again, my dearest
To all those things in my beloved city
Can I tell you a secret?
That I really wish to be able to
express my feeling more than this ordinary words
to that dearest one
by Frouwelinde
Mai 2014
for those two days in Munich, 21-22 August 2013
In my beloved dreamy city
Heard already our cheerful memories
Sweet talks of many wishes
Statue of fairy tale king
In the middle of the green park
Listened silently to my whispering song
Along the way when you walked beside me
Black ravens and swans in the park
Thank to their feather I can keep memories
Of those short two days I always want back
To spend with you again, my dearest
To all those things in my beloved city
Can I tell you a secret?
That I really wish to be able to
express my feeling more than this ordinary words
to that dearest one
by Frouwelinde
Mai 2014
for those two days in Munich, 21-22 August 2013
8.1.12
Red String
Many times have passed
since the last one
And I wonder why I’m
always wrong?
Each time I send my love
to someone
No one even realized...
I have been tired walking
and searching
Where is the right one, I
couldn’t find
All stories I wrote felt meaningless
Those are all not what I
want...
Old story had told me
That everyone has a
Red string connected with
the right soul
Where mine will ended?
Are you holding the end?
Cause I can feel you’re
the right one...
Have I found the red
string
Between us, you and me
Stretched and tied our
souls to be one..
Have I found the right
one
Cause no one has loved me
As beautiful as what you
have done...
Many love stories written
for me
But nothing feels right
in each of them
Then you came and fix all
the mistakes
Write a new chapter for
me...
In love at first sight
you make me believe
Such a fairy tale that I
deny
But since I’m with you
this reality
Feels lovelier than the
dreams...
Old story had told me
That everyone has a
Red string connected with
the right soul
Where mine will ended?
Are you holding the end?
Cause I can feel you’re
the right one...
Have I found the red
string
Between us, you and me
Stretched and tied our
souls to be one..
Have I found the right
one
Cause no one has loved me
As beautiful as what you
have done...
by LV~Eisblume
16.6.2011
for the inspirer..
~ Ini lirik lagu, udah lama sih bikinnya :) Terinspirasi dari cerita lama yang pernah gue denger. Konon katanya, manusia diciptakan berpasang-pasangan dan dengan pasangannya itu sesungguhnya sudah ada seutas benang merah yang mengikat dan menghubungkan keduanya. Tapi di dunia ini banyak banget benang merahnya dan ketika kita bertemu seseorang lalu menjalin hubungan dengannya maka kita sedang memeriksa, apakah ujung benang merah yang kita pegang ada pada orang tersebut. hehehe.. ada2 aja sih sebenarnya :P
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