I

am there.
far beyond the end of the tides.

4/4

being you, being me
shaped, sculptured, crushed
re-build out of the waves of
it, me, you.

Edged Stone against water.
Water breaking against
and again
stone.

breaking itself.

Til you become soft
gentle
lose.

Lose
yourself

with the wave
of my arms beneath the breakers.

I

3|4

throw my waves against you,
break them

- and me -
towards your rocks

send them
again
and: once more

Struggling, drowning with your sturdiness
devouring the storm in my waters
carry away
the wishful, the hopeful, the dreamers thinkers.
And carr(y) ´em back home

abrading
piece by piece

2/4

Wenn wir einfach nochmal anfangen. Einfach. Weil wir’s können.
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