Queen Victoria Hotel Reviews Pattaya

r_m_rilke @ 2004-12-07T16:36:00

Der Dichter

you go away from me, you hour.
wounds hits me in your wings.
But what shall I with my mouth?
with my night? with my day?

I have no Beloved, no house, no
agency by which I live.
All things that I give myself
be rich and spend me.