Monatsarchiv: August 2024

Feeling incomplete?
You’re perfect the way you are.
You are not alone!

The vision is blurred,
Out of focus, out of time.
The alarm went off.

I put myself in
Boxes of expectations;
Then the dew calls me.

Ich ziehe es an:
Korsett von Erwartungen.
Dann ruft mich der Tau

Summer day wedding:
We‘re dancing, the heat is gone.
Some tears in heaven.