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Greta Hallwaß

by Greta Hallwaß

Story


The Death of Me

I won’t die for you,
I will die because of you; 

Your warm words
smell like bittersweet,
Your soft touch
everything I need. 

And one look
at your eyes so kind,
will make me
loose my goddamn mind.




The Best of Life

I wanna swim in every lake,
wanna dance in every summer rain,
wanna go to every party,
wearing clothes I like.

 I wanna sing loud to every song,
  wanna eat every piece of chocolate,
   wanna run through every forest,
through the fire of fall. 

I wanna build every snowman,
   wanna light every scented candle,
   wanna listen to every one
of the Christmas songs.

I wanna have every picnic,
   wanna travel every continent,
   wanna see every sweet flower,
that blossoms in spring. 

I wanna enjoy every second of life,
but I only ever wanna kiss you.


strawberry-kisses

A couple at a busstop,
hot, sweaty skin in a hotelbed,
face to face in dazzling disco-lights,
red lips touching in a fancy restaurant. 

God sits above.
God collects kisses.
God makes strawberries: 

Small strawberries,
big, sweet strawberries, 
fresh, odd-shaped strawberries,
heartshaped, perfect strawberries.




© Greta Hallwaß 2023-12-30

Genres
Anthologies