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monday

alone with you; that's all that it take
i'm home with you no matter the place

i've grown with you yet our love stays the same
alone with you

tuesday

i've never felt like this before.
oh, i've never had this feeling, till i saw her.

she's making me feel like this could be love

wednesday

sleeping has never been so easy
though i'll still toss and twitch my feet
you occupy every one of my dreams
makes closing my eyes easier than it seems

i linger on all the things that you've said to me
always wanna be your flower
i wanna make you feel real easy
i wanna hear you talk for hours

thursday

tenderly, from anywhere to you

friday

dressed up to the eyes
it's such a wonderful surprise to see your
shoes and your spirits rise
throwing out your frown, smile at the sound
as sleek as a shriek spinning round and round

always take a big bite - such a gorgeous sight
to see you eat in the middle of the night
you can never get enough, enough of this stuff
it's friday i'm in love

saturday

time, wondrous time
gave me the blues and then purple pink skies
and it's cool, baby, with me

and isn't it just so pretty to think
all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?

sunday

sun in october mist
and the hedgerows flaring red
i look on with a desire
whose source lies far off

when, beauty at the point of tears
autumn was my happiness,
those feelings, those colours
reach me now as new.

the moment and permanence vanish
under the startled eyelid
there where the reflection of the forest
encloses me in its light.

OR the original german… bc haha german student

Sonne im Oktobernebel
Und die Hecke rot entflammt
Seh ich an mit dem Begehren,
das aus alten Jahren stammt,

als die schönheit tränennahe
und der Herbst mir Wollust war,
solches Fühlen, solche Farben
reicht er mir erneuert dar.

Augenblick und Dauer schwinden
Unter dem erschrocknen Lid,
da der Widerschein der Wälderin sein Licht mich einbezieht.

you have no idea, still not fully bloomed. written for you; a bygone love poem.