Gedichte über Sprachen (Seite 16)

Foot by foot

Caressing her feet
I think about her
walk away

Teasing her toes
makes her laughing
childishly

Licking her ankles
lets me see her
arching her back

Kissing her soles
gives me the sound
of loud moaning

Our way of hardening the basis of our relationship

ls260690

Just for you

There are only four letters
but they're melting together in a
feeling I just cannot describe
just to you
never known things like that
tenderness like you
sensibility like in your nessies
just like your lips
the upper ones
the inner ones
the outer ones
as if they were made
just for you
your smiling enchants me
again and again and again
like your neverending desire
for all kinda kisses
like your ears never getting tired
of listening to me
like your sex: always longing
for just another bodytalk
there are only four letters
whirling around
my mind... making me feel like crazy
crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
just for you, Lisa

ls100792

You & Me (2011)

I’m sad and I’m happy,
I’m lonely but not alone,
It’s wrong and It’s right
and I know you ever by my side.

You are my sunlight at the day,
You are my moonlight at the night,
You are my rescue in suffering
and my pillow at the night.

Can you feel the love?
Can you hear my heart?
I love you, darling
and I’m so happy with you,
doesn’t matter what we do.

Can you tell me: “I’m in love with you” ?

Ruug Tuffels plattdeutsch

Ruug Tuffelkes mit Stipp in d´ Pann,
oh, wat mag´k dat geern.
Wi sitten all um Tafel to,
de Pann steiht up de Disk.
Tuffelpott futt tegenan,
dorbi gift denn noch Fisk.

De Tuffels mutt elk sülven pulen
un denn in d´Pann rin doon.
Dorna mutt Stipp verteidigt worden.
Hier geiht ja nix na Plaan.

Wattmal gift richtig Kriege,
um Tuffel un um Stipp.
De besünners grapsen kann,
de kriggt dat meeste mit!

12.2.1998 Sabine Brauer

Wor is bleven? plattdeutsch

Jan Hinnerk, de is brannerg, he is mall,
is an´t Schellen un kummt ut de Stall.

"Minna, hesst mien Knieptang sehn?
He lagg dor even noch up de Steen."

Minna kickt hör Mannminsk an:
"Dien Knieptang? - Weet´k nix van.

Hest hum nich in d´Stall vergeten,
of ok up de Mehlkist smeten?"

"Minna, laat mi blot tofree,
ik will mien Knieptang, futt up Stee!"

"Hinerk - Keerl, treck nich so ´n Snuut,
he kickt di ja to d´ Büxtask´ut!"

Sabine Brauer

Gedichte über Sprachen - Seite 16

Foot by foot

Just for you

You & Me (2011)

Ruug Tuffels plattdeutsch

Wor is bleven? plattdeutsch