Leben – A poem by Vanessa Matic

Berlin told me to come back to its arms
The bauhaus architecture and green palm
lands
Wilde liebe
Die kinder lieben
Wunderschön
The empty beauty of serenity
It called through its gray streets
lead me to its void I walked through
it all Potsdamer Platz all in the rain
I had to take the train
I was so alone
Many stones
under my shoes
I walk I do not tiptoe
around I listen to the
metal of the sound
Possession
Obsession
My heart curls
in alleyways of
Berlin hinterland
swept in canal streams
The tears and heart shaped
kisses of old lovers
They
still ignite in the night
Dance and take a chance for
the fright
I was so much happier then I
was sad near Kadewe you
thought that I would stay but
leaving I was not afraid
Told you the moment was ours on the street
having milk in our tea telling lies because
it was easier to sleep and the large heavy doors stole the sun but left me in the fun
There was a big fire after Tempelhof took
the desire a canvas of bodies
You give me your dress and tell me
the story I’ll wash it in the Tiergarten
In Das Stue we had dinner for two
You
kissed me like the breeze fed me your
sensation
Getting blue you make it cruel
There was so much blue and green
It felt like me and I was the colors
And you where the dream looking
into me
With painted streams of tears the colors
so surreal, as a kiss in sweet spring such a
bittersweet thing
Inside Schöneberg on Viktoria Luise Platz
We walked like children watching the sky
amuse us
With its clouds that cloaked our
heads to drift with their dreams
They never waited
for the big sleep

I looked through you through the
clouds. Telepathy was in the darkest
lair and there the blue descend to
golden light. A kiss a vision of midnight
spark sweet delight. The fright on tingly
skin and ripe lips with word of love. Vanessa Matic

by Vanessa Matic