The morning is fine with coffee and wine
sleeping till noon the Christmas tree blooms,
cloudy the sky my heart is so high
the sun doesn’t shine but you do…
I’m falling once more like never before
the sea that was cold turned into gold
and dreams we share are arms to hold
a house of stone for love to grow…
Alice dreams
with rays and colored pins,
she’s painting hills and rushing rives
and birds sliding in the still
Alice breaths and lives…
Chords she plays
turn the silence into days,
Alice wakes to joyful ways
portraits of our children that behave…
Alice writes
and Stephan plants the seeds
in the diamond they have built,
autumn leafs
there’s long before the summer leaves…
Un Jurnal Neverosimil 