Kirchenlicht

through the window i see a church

yet close the curtains i see it not

the glorious and the sacred in a ditch

up above the stars aglow

glistening also down below

the light crept and sneaked into our bed

it bursted out from your solid body

the light was a feeling

i could feel it even though the window

through the glass

so warm and so strong

like the birth of a new star from stardust

such is the melody we both trust

now that we’ve arrived at the church

by means of miraculously flaming reins

close the curtains we see it still

and something real has connected our veins