Ivan in Abstracts
@ivan-in-abstracts.com
Visual poetry in light and shadow. I don’t just take photographs — I create emotional spaces where dreams, vulnerabilities and truths meet.
#PoeticalNude #BeyondTheVisible
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https://ivan-in-abstracts.com/en/
#PoeticalNude #BeyondTheVisible
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https://ivan-in-abstracts.com/en/
Heart. Root. Stone.
Between root and breath,
she rises, rests, becomes -
a body carved by silence,
a soul unspun from time.
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Muse: @tezztran.bsky.social
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#PoetryInThreeParts #FromRootToSelf #LyricalMetamorphosis #BodyEarthTime #AwakeningThroughStillness
Between root and breath,
she rises, rests, becomes -
a body carved by silence,
a soul unspun from time.
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Muse: @tezztran.bsky.social
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#PoetryInThreeParts #FromRootToSelf #LyricalMetamorphosis #BodyEarthTime #AwakeningThroughStillness
![[1. The Awakening]
In the tangle of old life-veins,
a soul climbs upward, bare and torn,
naked with itself, mid ancient pains:
When was the start? And what before?
Its fingers reach toward unborn light,
yet hold the clock’s slow turning back.
The branches creak, they whisper fright,
of earthen grief and joy gone slack.
She does not fly, nor does she fall,
a body floating deep in shade.
Where neither dawn nor light meets call,
she weaves the dream that onward sways.
No up, no down, just dark’s embrace,
a life that lingers soft and veiled.
Entwined within root’s wild maze,
a lonely heart that deeper sails.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:bb6iose6tstsb26dhvte2mhb/bafkreicbdni7ubcmiklymkzo72g4xd6s2scp77necdguzpvqj3ry3t4cje@jpeg)
![[2. The Stillness Within]
She leans inside a breathing space,
no more to flee, no more to fight.
The time that once awoke her pace
now rests within her hands, held tight.
A breath of wind through leaves is cast,
the branches bend in quiet play.
She listens - hearing none but past-
her storm grows still and fades away.
Her gaze dissolves in weightless drift,
her body calm, a soundless thread.
Entwined with life, once torn and swift,
the fear dissolves, though pulses tread.
No urge remains, no goal, no strain,
just being in the room’s embrace.
A resting deep in earthen grain -
a soul that heals in silent grace.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:bb6iose6tstsb26dhvte2mhb/bafkreiepkxwjiab4tsr4zr4gslufbrtgblwvlz4hqs4ufrcgqdqjk2wpoe@jpeg)
![[3. The Revelation]
A body stretched between two spheres,
with veins that trace the silent stone.
No pain, no cry – just dream appears,
as root flows in, and she’s alone.
A breath that gives the earth a kiss,
the wind, it dances through her mind.
She knows she need not fall from this,
for roots within her gently bind.
A balance held in strength and grace,
formed in a ring of wood and dust.
Her body now a quiet face,
her soul remains in sacred trust.
This is not end – but where it starts,
in arcs that open wide and free.
The sand of time flows through all parts,
where self dissolves from time, and be.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:bb6iose6tstsb26dhvte2mhb/bafkreibe23eq4dumscjtclocekw57dw6mydouln4p6u6sbtle5o7kjjt3y@jpeg)
October 24, 2025 at 7:22 AM
Heart. Root. Stone.
Between root and breath,
she rises, rests, becomes -
a body carved by silence,
a soul unspun from time.
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Muse: @tezztran.bsky.social
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#PoetryInThreeParts #FromRootToSelf #LyricalMetamorphosis #BodyEarthTime #AwakeningThroughStillness
Between root and breath,
she rises, rests, becomes -
a body carved by silence,
a soul unspun from time.
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Muse: @tezztran.bsky.social
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#PoetryInThreeParts #FromRootToSelf #LyricalMetamorphosis #BodyEarthTime #AwakeningThroughStillness
Between two breaths, the unspeakable unfolds,
a hand that thinks, a skin that feels.
In the moment of touch,
the borders between I and you dissolve.
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#FineArtNude #VisualPoetry #ArtPhotography #GentleTouch #SensualArt #ExistentialArt #BodyPoetry #IvanInAbstracts
Model: @yaotsy.bsky.social
a hand that thinks, a skin that feels.
In the moment of touch,
the borders between I and you dissolve.
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#FineArtNude #VisualPoetry #ArtPhotography #GentleTouch #SensualArt #ExistentialArt #BodyPoetry #IvanInAbstracts
Model: @yaotsy.bsky.social
October 24, 2025 at 7:13 AM
Between two breaths, the unspeakable unfolds,
a hand that thinks, a skin that feels.
In the moment of touch,
the borders between I and you dissolve.
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#FineArtNude #VisualPoetry #ArtPhotography #GentleTouch #SensualArt #ExistentialArt #BodyPoetry #IvanInAbstracts
Model: @yaotsy.bsky.social
a hand that thinks, a skin that feels.
In the moment of touch,
the borders between I and you dissolve.
------
#FineArtNude #VisualPoetry #ArtPhotography #GentleTouch #SensualArt #ExistentialArt #BodyPoetry #IvanInAbstracts
Model: @yaotsy.bsky.social
Reposted by Ivan in Abstracts
Schaut vorbei 👇
Schaut Euch meinen Kalender an. Ich bin ab mittags wieder in der Bedürfnisanstalt in #Hamburg -Ottensen. Kommt vorbei!
blog.susannekleiber.de
Die Originale vom Kalender und viele andere Bilder sind natürlich auch zu sehen!
blog.susannekleiber.de
Die Originale vom Kalender und viele andere Bilder sind natürlich auch zu sehen!
October 14, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Schaut vorbei 👇
From leaf to self.
Homosynthesis of the Sapiens is a visual evolution in six acts from innocence to identity, from mask to power. A surreal journey through body, nature, and the fragile act of becoming.
#FineArt #VisualPoetry #SurrealNude #PoeticAct
Homosynthesis of the Sapiens is a visual evolution in six acts from innocence to identity, from mask to power. A surreal journey through body, nature, and the fragile act of becoming.
#FineArt #VisualPoetry #SurrealNude #PoeticAct
October 24, 2025 at 6:43 AM
From leaf to self.
Homosynthesis of the Sapiens is a visual evolution in six acts from innocence to identity, from mask to power. A surreal journey through body, nature, and the fragile act of becoming.
#FineArt #VisualPoetry #SurrealNude #PoeticAct
Homosynthesis of the Sapiens is a visual evolution in six acts from innocence to identity, from mask to power. A surreal journey through body, nature, and the fragile act of becoming.
#FineArt #VisualPoetry #SurrealNude #PoeticAct
Once we loved
Once we loved, and the memories of our beautiful moments are like flowers – delicate and full of light.
Yet their roots still reach deep into my heart, and sometimes they bleed.
So I carry beauty and pain alike – scars that bloom instead of fading
Once we loved, and the memories of our beautiful moments are like flowers – delicate and full of light.
Yet their roots still reach deep into my heart, and sometimes they bleed.
So I carry beauty and pain alike – scars that bloom instead of fading
October 24, 2025 at 6:21 AM
Once we loved
Once we loved, and the memories of our beautiful moments are like flowers – delicate and full of light.
Yet their roots still reach deep into my heart, and sometimes they bleed.
So I carry beauty and pain alike – scars that bloom instead of fading
Once we loved, and the memories of our beautiful moments are like flowers – delicate and full of light.
Yet their roots still reach deep into my heart, and sometimes they bleed.
So I carry beauty and pain alike – scars that bloom instead of fading
Black boots on the ground,
silent flowers start to bloom,
fragile strength survives.
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#fineartphotography #poeticnude #visualpoetry #flowersandboots #contrasts #strengthandfragility #bodyandsoul #blackandwhitephotography #artphotography #surrealart #ivaninabstracts
silent flowers start to bloom,
fragile strength survives.
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#fineartphotography #poeticnude #visualpoetry #flowersandboots #contrasts #strengthandfragility #bodyandsoul #blackandwhitephotography #artphotography #surrealart #ivaninabstracts
October 3, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Black boots on the ground,
silent flowers start to bloom,
fragile strength survives.
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#fineartphotography #poeticnude #visualpoetry #flowersandboots #contrasts #strengthandfragility #bodyandsoul #blackandwhitephotography #artphotography #surrealart #ivaninabstracts
silent flowers start to bloom,
fragile strength survives.
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#fineartphotography #poeticnude #visualpoetry #flowersandboots #contrasts #strengthandfragility #bodyandsoul #blackandwhitephotography #artphotography #surrealart #ivaninabstracts
Project: Topography of Venus - Looking for female models
I’m looking for models for my fine art photo series “Topography of Venus”. Black & white – intimate, poetic, respectful. Focus on light, form & structure.
I’m looking for models for my fine art photo series “Topography of Venus”. Black & white – intimate, poetic, respectful. Focus on light, form & structure.
September 11, 2025 at 5:36 AM
Project: Topography of Venus - Looking for female models
I’m looking for models for my fine art photo series “Topography of Venus”. Black & white – intimate, poetic, respectful. Focus on light, form & structure.
I’m looking for models for my fine art photo series “Topography of Venus”. Black & white – intimate, poetic, respectful. Focus on light, form & structure.
F*uck You!
Just because I'm naked
doesn’t mean I’m yours.
Just because I look sexy
doesn’t mean it’s for you.
I’m not your fantasy,
not your invitation,
not your entitlement.
I’m a woman –
seductive, powerful,
and free to show myself
on my terms.
Just because I'm naked
doesn’t mean I’m yours.
Just because I look sexy
doesn’t mean it’s for you.
I’m not your fantasy,
not your invitation,
not your entitlement.
I’m a woman –
seductive, powerful,
and free to show myself
on my terms.
July 23, 2025 at 8:10 AM
F*uck You!
Just because I'm naked
doesn’t mean I’m yours.
Just because I look sexy
doesn’t mean it’s for you.
I’m not your fantasy,
not your invitation,
not your entitlement.
I’m a woman –
seductive, powerful,
and free to show myself
on my terms.
Just because I'm naked
doesn’t mean I’m yours.
Just because I look sexy
doesn’t mean it’s for you.
I’m not your fantasy,
not your invitation,
not your entitlement.
I’m a woman –
seductive, powerful,
and free to show myself
on my terms.
Between the lines
July 23, 2025 at 7:36 AM
Between the lines
Raw Elegance
Shadows softly dance,
bare skin whispers untamed truths,
light carves silent dreams.
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#FineArtNude #MonochromeBeauty #RawElegance #ArtisticNude #LightAndShadow #TimelessAesthetics #EmotivePhotography #UnveiledEssence #SoulfulGaze #VisualPoetry #poeticnude
Shadows softly dance,
bare skin whispers untamed truths,
light carves silent dreams.
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#FineArtNude #MonochromeBeauty #RawElegance #ArtisticNude #LightAndShadow #TimelessAesthetics #EmotivePhotography #UnveiledEssence #SoulfulGaze #VisualPoetry #poeticnude
February 24, 2025 at 7:39 PM
Raw Elegance
Shadows softly dance,
bare skin whispers untamed truths,
light carves silent dreams.
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#FineArtNude #MonochromeBeauty #RawElegance #ArtisticNude #LightAndShadow #TimelessAesthetics #EmotivePhotography #UnveiledEssence #SoulfulGaze #VisualPoetry #poeticnude
Shadows softly dance,
bare skin whispers untamed truths,
light carves silent dreams.
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#FineArtNude #MonochromeBeauty #RawElegance #ArtisticNude #LightAndShadow #TimelessAesthetics #EmotivePhotography #UnveiledEssence #SoulfulGaze #VisualPoetry #poeticnude
Unveiled Strength
Fabric hides no more,
Nakedness defies the stone,
Gaze as cold as steel.
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#SelfDetermined #EleganceAndRebellion #StrengthAndNudity #ContrastOfTimes #ArtPhotography #BlackAndWhite #TimelessBeauty
Fabric hides no more,
Nakedness defies the stone,
Gaze as cold as steel.
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#SelfDetermined #EleganceAndRebellion #StrengthAndNudity #ContrastOfTimes #ArtPhotography #BlackAndWhite #TimelessBeauty
February 11, 2025 at 1:04 PM
Unveiled Strength
Fabric hides no more,
Nakedness defies the stone,
Gaze as cold as steel.
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#SelfDetermined #EleganceAndRebellion #StrengthAndNudity #ContrastOfTimes #ArtPhotography #BlackAndWhite #TimelessBeauty
Fabric hides no more,
Nakedness defies the stone,
Gaze as cold as steel.
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#SelfDetermined #EleganceAndRebellion #StrengthAndNudity #ContrastOfTimes #ArtPhotography #BlackAndWhite #TimelessBeauty
Framed by light and shade,
soft skin whispers to the glass,
silent dreams take flight.
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ivan-in-abstracts.com
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#FineArtNude #BlackAndWhiteArt #LightAndShadow #MonochromeBeauty #SensualSilence #ArtisticNude #WindowLight #TimelessGrace #PhotographyPoetry #EmotiveArt
soft skin whispers to the glass,
silent dreams take flight.
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ivan-in-abstracts.com
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#FineArtNude #BlackAndWhiteArt #LightAndShadow #MonochromeBeauty #SensualSilence #ArtisticNude #WindowLight #TimelessGrace #PhotographyPoetry #EmotiveArt
January 28, 2025 at 10:50 AM
Framed by light and shade,
soft skin whispers to the glass,
silent dreams take flight.
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ivan-in-abstracts.com
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#FineArtNude #BlackAndWhiteArt #LightAndShadow #MonochromeBeauty #SensualSilence #ArtisticNude #WindowLight #TimelessGrace #PhotographyPoetry #EmotiveArt
soft skin whispers to the glass,
silent dreams take flight.
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ivan-in-abstracts.com
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#FineArtNude #BlackAndWhiteArt #LightAndShadow #MonochromeBeauty #SensualSilence #ArtisticNude #WindowLight #TimelessGrace #PhotographyPoetry #EmotiveArt
Kiew
The photograph titled “Kyiv” takes on a deeper meaning when considered in light of the current conflict engulfing the city. Initially, the title references both the camera and the model’s origin, but now, as Kyiv faces war, the image becomes a symbol ...
ivan-in-abstracts.com/en/pt-portfo...
The photograph titled “Kyiv” takes on a deeper meaning when considered in light of the current conflict engulfing the city. Initially, the title references both the camera and the model’s origin, but now, as Kyiv faces war, the image becomes a symbol ...
ivan-in-abstracts.com/en/pt-portfo...
January 27, 2025 at 8:28 AM
Kiew
The photograph titled “Kyiv” takes on a deeper meaning when considered in light of the current conflict engulfing the city. Initially, the title references both the camera and the model’s origin, but now, as Kyiv faces war, the image becomes a symbol ...
ivan-in-abstracts.com/en/pt-portfo...
The photograph titled “Kyiv” takes on a deeper meaning when considered in light of the current conflict engulfing the city. Initially, the title references both the camera and the model’s origin, but now, as Kyiv faces war, the image becomes a symbol ...
ivan-in-abstracts.com/en/pt-portfo...
Reposted by Ivan in Abstracts
Some of my all time favorite works. Left to right: Jürgen Kneitsch, @peerspektive44.bsky.social, Christoph Michaelis and Axelsior. 🖤
I hope I can creative more like these in 25.
I hope I can creative more like these in 25.
January 20, 2025 at 10:14 AM
Some of my all time favorite works. Left to right: Jürgen Kneitsch, @peerspektive44.bsky.social, Christoph Michaelis and Axelsior. 🖤
I hope I can creative more like these in 25.
I hope I can creative more like these in 25.
Reposted by Ivan in Abstracts
Die verlassene Brauerei in Weißenburg i. Bay. wird am Ostermontag, 21.04.2025 gar nicht so verlassen sein…
#lostplacesbavaria #brauerei #meetup #nude #urbex
@karry-by.bsky.social
@ivan-im-abstrakten.bsky.social
#lostplacesbavaria #brauerei #meetup #nude #urbex
@karry-by.bsky.social
@ivan-im-abstrakten.bsky.social
January 23, 2025 at 9:41 PM
Die verlassene Brauerei in Weißenburg i. Bay. wird am Ostermontag, 21.04.2025 gar nicht so verlassen sein…
#lostplacesbavaria #brauerei #meetup #nude #urbex
@karry-by.bsky.social
@ivan-im-abstrakten.bsky.social
#lostplacesbavaria #brauerei #meetup #nude #urbex
@karry-by.bsky.social
@ivan-im-abstrakten.bsky.social
Keuschheit ist ebenso wenig eine Tugend wie Unterernährung.
[Alex Comfort]
[Alex Comfort]
![Keuschheit ist ebenso wenig eine Tugend wie Unterernährung.
[Alex Comfort]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:bb6iose6tstsb26dhvte2mhb/bafkreidojc6lo5rgppgcgjwgbv3e53yr5vpoorhbd3xeykfftdmxeoi7dm@jpeg)
January 22, 2025 at 5:50 AM
Keuschheit ist ebenso wenig eine Tugend wie Unterernährung.
[Alex Comfort]
[Alex Comfort]
Im Schatten der Tugend brodelt oft der Rausch der Begierde,
wenn Keuschheit nach Lust duftet
wenn Keuschheit nach Lust duftet
January 22, 2025 at 5:49 AM
Im Schatten der Tugend brodelt oft der Rausch der Begierde,
wenn Keuschheit nach Lust duftet
wenn Keuschheit nach Lust duftet
Keuschheit
Im Käfig ruht ein stummes Flehen,
Gefangen, nackt und ohne Licht.
Die Wände aus Geduld erstehen,
Zerfallen leise - Stück für Stück.
Die Lust, gebändigt, schleicht im Kreis,
Ein Schatten, der im Dunkeln wühlt.
Was Herz und Haut in Glut vergreist,
Ist eine Glut, die nie erkühlt.
Das Fl..
Im Käfig ruht ein stummes Flehen,
Gefangen, nackt und ohne Licht.
Die Wände aus Geduld erstehen,
Zerfallen leise - Stück für Stück.
Die Lust, gebändigt, schleicht im Kreis,
Ein Schatten, der im Dunkeln wühlt.
Was Herz und Haut in Glut vergreist,
Ist eine Glut, die nie erkühlt.
Das Fl..
January 22, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Keuschheit
Im Käfig ruht ein stummes Flehen,
Gefangen, nackt und ohne Licht.
Die Wände aus Geduld erstehen,
Zerfallen leise - Stück für Stück.
Die Lust, gebändigt, schleicht im Kreis,
Ein Schatten, der im Dunkeln wühlt.
Was Herz und Haut in Glut vergreist,
Ist eine Glut, die nie erkühlt.
Das Fl..
Im Käfig ruht ein stummes Flehen,
Gefangen, nackt und ohne Licht.
Die Wände aus Geduld erstehen,
Zerfallen leise - Stück für Stück.
Die Lust, gebändigt, schleicht im Kreis,
Ein Schatten, der im Dunkeln wühlt.
Was Herz und Haut in Glut vergreist,
Ist eine Glut, die nie erkühlt.
Das Fl..
Des Todes kleiner Bruder
Der Schlaf, des Todes leiser Schatten,
Hüllt uns ein in stiller Ruh,
Ein Spiegelbild, verdreht, ermatten,
Sinne - schließen Augen zu.
Die Nacht formt zärtlich schwarze Räume,
Wo Zeit zerfließt und Gedanken zieh’n,
Im dunklen Schoß der wilden Träume
Kann der Mensch der ...
Der Schlaf, des Todes leiser Schatten,
Hüllt uns ein in stiller Ruh,
Ein Spiegelbild, verdreht, ermatten,
Sinne - schließen Augen zu.
Die Nacht formt zärtlich schwarze Räume,
Wo Zeit zerfließt und Gedanken zieh’n,
Im dunklen Schoß der wilden Träume
Kann der Mensch der ...
January 21, 2025 at 6:48 AM
Des Todes kleiner Bruder
Der Schlaf, des Todes leiser Schatten,
Hüllt uns ein in stiller Ruh,
Ein Spiegelbild, verdreht, ermatten,
Sinne - schließen Augen zu.
Die Nacht formt zärtlich schwarze Räume,
Wo Zeit zerfließt und Gedanken zieh’n,
Im dunklen Schoß der wilden Träume
Kann der Mensch der ...
Der Schlaf, des Todes leiser Schatten,
Hüllt uns ein in stiller Ruh,
Ein Spiegelbild, verdreht, ermatten,
Sinne - schließen Augen zu.
Die Nacht formt zärtlich schwarze Räume,
Wo Zeit zerfließt und Gedanken zieh’n,
Im dunklen Schoß der wilden Träume
Kann der Mensch der ...
A Dream within a Dream
January 20, 2025 at 12:29 PM
A Dream within a Dream
Reposted by Ivan in Abstracts
„Alles, was wir sehen oder scheinen, ist nur ein Traum in einem Traum."
Guten Morgen mit Edgar Allan Poe -
19. Januar 1809 - 7. Oktober 1849
Guten Morgen mit Edgar Allan Poe -
19. Januar 1809 - 7. Oktober 1849
January 19, 2025 at 7:42 AM
„Alles, was wir sehen oder scheinen, ist nur ein Traum in einem Traum."
Guten Morgen mit Edgar Allan Poe -
19. Januar 1809 - 7. Oktober 1849
Guten Morgen mit Edgar Allan Poe -
19. Januar 1809 - 7. Oktober 1849
Tanz im Mondschein
Lass uns im Mondlicht tanzen, zu den Klängen dieser Nacht.
Die Bühne ist beleuchtet von fahlen Licht des Mondes, umschlossen von einer Dunkelheit, die ohne Grenzen ist. Sie endet an keinem Horizont, kein Morgengrauen bedroht das Ende unserer Umarmung. Endlos scheint das zu sein...
Lass uns im Mondlicht tanzen, zu den Klängen dieser Nacht.
Die Bühne ist beleuchtet von fahlen Licht des Mondes, umschlossen von einer Dunkelheit, die ohne Grenzen ist. Sie endet an keinem Horizont, kein Morgengrauen bedroht das Ende unserer Umarmung. Endlos scheint das zu sein...
January 18, 2025 at 5:44 PM
Tanz im Mondschein
Lass uns im Mondlicht tanzen, zu den Klängen dieser Nacht.
Die Bühne ist beleuchtet von fahlen Licht des Mondes, umschlossen von einer Dunkelheit, die ohne Grenzen ist. Sie endet an keinem Horizont, kein Morgengrauen bedroht das Ende unserer Umarmung. Endlos scheint das zu sein...
Lass uns im Mondlicht tanzen, zu den Klängen dieser Nacht.
Die Bühne ist beleuchtet von fahlen Licht des Mondes, umschlossen von einer Dunkelheit, die ohne Grenzen ist. Sie endet an keinem Horizont, kein Morgengrauen bedroht das Ende unserer Umarmung. Endlos scheint das zu sein...