~ tanzt, tanzt sonst sind wir verloren ~

never can you dance with chains around your feet.

without the risk of going into a skid -

- there is no dance

~ inner shores ~

step into this room and dance for me

as if you scented a flower in your early childhood, through a mist you seek what lingers there all these years. you remember a trace imprinted on the brim of your taste buds. a promise you follow at the verge of your senses. you won't rest until it fills your nostrils, rests on your tongue, flows down your spine falling with you into the soil, until it moves in your hair. inner shores. you never know where they lead.

and at times i find myself seeing love and music as one and the same thing. so -

hold me closer than that