Timo Schmitz: “My pretty July” (2013)

The wind it blows,

the kiss good-bye,

my heart is broken,

in favor of July.

The deep ocean is far,

In the silence it dies,

The desperate fear,

The wings of July.

The scene gets hotter,

The heart just denies,

The people so nervous,

In front of me – July.

The fear in my face,

I try to hide,

My heart just blossoms,

July is so wide.

Red sandbanks, full of joy,

No pleasure could die,

The structure a toy,

My sweet dream of July.

So far away, she goes her way,

And in my heart I want to cry,

No more smile can save the day,

I just wonder why,

I need you, my pretty July.

Written in: April 2013

Published in: Schmitz, Timo. For better and for worse – A collection of poems. Berlin, 2013.

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