only here i'll be my death, nightmare and desire
awaken me, the night says
strike my weary heart with lightning fear
come, come while the candles last
don't left me with melted wax and empty coldness
i shall not see
i shall whisper in the corner of my heart
don't catch what i say
or it will prick you
and that is a nasty sight
forbidden words
locked passion
the world is nothing but a dream
and we are its nightmares
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem