You stand on the small balcony
Like an immortal flower
But like the bird
I play with heaven.
I dont care if I die
I dont care if I get lost
The only thing I care
Is if you let me alone
I love you like a sin
I hate you like a prison
Cut me in three if you want
No drop of blood will come out.
Your velvet lips
Never killed
You are the snuff on the canddle
which is burning my oil.
Hang me in your hair,
Heartbeat and swearwords
If I see other lips
to drink from your dew