April morning
Followed by a kite
two bikes speeding down the mountain
Through the blossoming trees,
leaving the carotid yards ...
April moing
Fluttering ribbons in her hair
Unbuttoned jacket
Flying in the wind like a sail
By bicycle
Sneakers hastily thrown in the wet grass
Racing on the slopes,
Down to the cool blue of the sea
Balancing on a narrow parapet
run to the edge of the earth ...
Feed the white gulls
assume that the ships on the horizon ...
Be terribly frivolous,
happy and totally stupid
But to see everything is much brighter
all feel a hundred times stronger
Intoxicating wind
salt spray substitute person
Laughing, spinning,
spread out his hands and fall into the sand ...
As lightly and generously
gives promise of its spring.
Promises so many bright days,
but this will not come back to us ...
Surrendering surging feelings
fall The in hand - the hand
Look with aching sadness
in the dying sunset ...
