Lyrik, Prosa, Fotografie, poetisches in Wort und Bild
Auf einmal wach,
tränenfeucht meine Stirn.
Wusste erst nicht.
Deine Tränen rannen aus
meinen Augen, bahnten
sich, meine Stirn
liebkosend, ihren Weg
auf das Kissen, das
mir Halt gibt,
des Nachts.
© Copyright Text Wolfgang Weiland
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Voller Gefühle und Liebe sind diese Verse.
Traurig und schön zugleich.
Lieben Gruss,
Brigitte
oh, das ist schön, berührend.
lieber gruß von diana