Maria Barbara Korynt Poems

love is ours
but in dreams
love is ours but
it is with us
...

you are still paddling
in morning silence
but you are already slowly
unwinding wings
...

I have my legs in the water.
I tamed this element.
and now, it is bringing relief.
...

same as the moth, to the lamp flying,
I go to you, through, by my passion.
because it now, that a future spring.
and she is nice and she loves to sing.
...

the bell somewhere is ringing
and for me in ears
behind the window
a rough wind is only humming.
...

I am walking along a street, on soft asphalt, and
I am sticking heels into the zebra.
of the marquise on the other side firmly heated up.
...

you would like
a lot 'to have'
and to be known
well to have
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a storm rolled
sideways somewhere raced off

it left the tree
...

moment behind the moment
they are escaping at a gallop
and the clock is standing
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Ms Fiona grandmother who is from the Malon
she has visited the her elder Stanley son
now for her the son every day want sing
but the old grandmother isn't yawning
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