Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Dein Blaues Auge

Your blue eyes hold still
I look into their depths
you ask what I want to see?
I see myself well again.
One blazing pair of eyes burned me
and the feeling from it still hurts
though yours are as clear as a lake,
and, like a sea, so cool.

''Dein Blaues Auge'' by Brahms