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Issue: January 2010 Heart Dinner
By Hans NusinkMy dinner See you sitting on the empty chair opposite me
My dinner
See you sitting
on the empty chair
Your eyesMy heart Yesterday Your light blue eyes I adore Looking at me Looking right in my heart Cutting my breast with your soft knife eyes searching in my bleeding for-you-heart What kind of man I am What I really want with my life in your life To open the deepest depth of my longing of my love for me of my love for you of my love for the world To unravel the four chambers To look for the magic animals To smell To touch the fear the courage the anger the love the to be in jail the to be cut off the celebration the freedom of life Because of your love for you for me for the world Hans at dinner after E-motion, 23.11.2009 hansnusink@planet.nl
Your eyes
My heart
Yesterday
Your light blue eyes
I adore
Looking at me
Looking right in my heart
Cutting my breast
with your soft knife eyes
searching in my bleeding for-you-heart
What kind of man I am
What I really want with my life
in your life
To open the deepest depth of my longing
of my love for me
of my love for you
of my love for the world
To unravel the four chambers
To look for the magic animals
To smell
To touch
the fear
the courage
the anger
the love
the to be in jail
the to be cut off
the celebration
the freedom
of life
Because of your love
for you
for me
for the world
Hans at dinner after E-motion, 23.11.2009
hansnusink@planet.nl