By Dieter Hess: Morning Sun: From timeless eons past, matter in continuous change, cyclic change to higher zenith, all life being transitory, fleeing from time itself...
Inward Self: Life is brief, its roads many, its ways not always clear, each person is responsible for their own happiness. Every person reflecting their thoughts, the universe unfolding as it was designed...
Thoughts: It seems that life is only borrowed, here today, gone tomorrow...
Fraulein Deanna: I long for your warmth, of our bodies intertwined, torrid passions of lust, the scent of your love against my skin, "branding" me forever yours...
Paper Priests and Paper Nuns: Paper priests and paper nuns, empty prayers in unread prayer books, words that the world can't understand. Promised peace and promised wars, promised love and promised hate, empty words and empty promises. All written long, long ago, perhaps the truth, perhaps all lies, of a God that refuses to show...
Perfect Love: She was my angel, she was a perfect love, a pure love, who i wanted and who wanted me back, a first "true" love. She was my angel ...-A perfect love-
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