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3:19 pm - 03.09.04
He seems to me like a god
He seems to me like a god,
that man, who sits closely facing you
and hears you sweetly speaking,
laughing, reeking with that desire
which fluttered the heart in my chest.
For when I see you suddenly
my voice deserts me.
My tongue lies broken in my mouth, unable to move
Fire races under my skin.
My eyes see nothing,
in my ears, only drumming thunder.
The sweat pours down, trembling
seizes me, I turn paler than grass;
at such times I feel my death draw near.