THOUGHTS: I AM ADDICTED TO YOU

You don’t look for recognition. You don’t care if they know your name. You don’t listen what they say, what they think, and try to make you understand, for you have understood enough to know, you are not here to make yourself a name. You are not alive to hunt down fame, glory, play prestigious games. You know names are words blown in the wind, written words on the beach about to be washed away by oceans of shame. You are here to love, to worship the one, to mold, create a love which lasts in time and space as a echo in the wind of a happiness which stays, remains in hearts and souls of this beautiful earth. So if they ask, what they rarely do, what you mean with being a man, you kiss your woman, shoulder her gently and smile, before you go.

And you hug, feel, swear, and pledge she will be safe, she will always be seen, always be heard, always be home in your arms. You will help, support, empower, enforce. You will convince with confidence, love with strength, adore with force, so there will never be a doubt, never be a concern, no fear, no worry ever present in her heart. You are her man, her shield, her fortress of faith, her rock and knight in stormy nights, her sun and moon in the dark and cold, her everlasting smile, her all-encompassing peace, her word of truth and reassuring pride, that she is loved, taken, claimed and owned by you, her man, for eternity


Take her into your gentle hands. Look at her with your loving eyes. Embrace her with your strong steady arms, and breathe with her along your stalwart faithful heart, and she will feel the rhythm, the enduring strength. She will feel the safety and the defining force, and all she has to do is to allow this kiss, to allow this love, to give you the chance to love her to the fullest, with utmost clarity, with the reigning pride of a man who found his woman. And all she needs to do is to lay back, be kissed, cherished and caressed in your enclosing passion, be cared for, treasured and worshiped within your uncompromising admiration, be happy, lighthearted, playful and joyful, and you will gladly take care of the rest.



i find you
on a day in summer
sun setting down
casting you in gold
and it isn’t our time

you find me
on a wintry night
with an inch of snow
lips numb, skin cold
and it isn’t our time

i find you
at dawn in spring
grass wet with dew
you’ve grown old
and it isn’t our time

you find me
in autumn at dusk
leaves falling around us
my name in stone
and it isn’t our time






I am addicted to you
My heart knows it
A pleasurable yet fatal fix
A craving that will ultimately destroy me
My sanity washed away
My common sense you’ve burnt it
I am addicted to you 
My soul knows it
You are a toxic craving I cannot let go off
I despise myself for being weak
For making promises to let go I never keep
Shame and euphoria own me equally 
I wish I could quit 
Lose this desire for you and your toxic love 
Lost on the brink of despair 
You’ve taken everything and I have smiled while you’ve stolen every good thing that was mine
I am addicted to you and the worst thing is
You know it