Zwischen Farben

 It comes at night—    this longing. What shall I do? I let it sit with me,    and say nothing.

I crave the heat that sears the bone. Each breath a wound, each touch a vow — I want what breaks me, here and now. For beauty whispers, soft, unkind, “Decay, to leave your truth behind.” So still I crave, with open eyes, the fire — where my ending lies.

I think of you so often, more than words could ever say, in quiet moments, fleeting thoughts that never fade away.   You have no idea, how softly you remain—   a whisper in my every day, a warmth I can’t explain.

But I — I carried it all, the ache that burned, the trembling light, the fierce, unquiet pulse of being. I loved with hands flung open to the sky, reckless, unguarded — and he, with only half a heart to give, was never mine to keep.

 She burns through silence,    wild and bright, a storm that dances into night. No cage can hold,    no rule define— the chaos in her is divine.

You are my anchor... You are my anchor   in every storm, my light   when the world goes dark. With you, I face anything,   unshaken,    unbroken,     unafraid. Together, we can go anywhere— to the ends of the earth   and beyond. 🎨Silvia Hametaj