Wrapped in the deepest trans..

          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 when Love was  motley,,,

       and my lonely Heart bets so lovely..

      in the Past, the Wolfs ‘re still crying

      and mein babe was happy laughing..

     maybe ,babe,you ll give me last chance....

     and I""ll promice  forget for a while..

    the last Crush of my Sadness…

  Lady Julia Bayron

Colonia - 2017