Wrapped in the deepest transе..

          somewhere under the blue Sun..

         sitting in the empty room...

        eating drops  from sparkling Moon...

        thinking maddley and so slowly..

       dreaming nasty about your body …

      for the Time оur Love was motley..

      than my lonely Heart bets so lovely..

      in the Past, the Wolfs ‘re still crying

      and mein babe was happy laughing..

     maybe you can help me f onether chance....

     and I""ll be happy to forget for a while..

    the last Crush of my lonely Sadness…

  Lady Julia Bayron

Colonia - 2015