Dany Rothemund
Romance
Words smooth as silk.
Butter and milk.
Honey and cream.
Every word makes love to my ears
When it comes from your mouth,
When it drips from your lips
Like raindrops tapping
On the window to my soul.
Abyss
Bird In A Rib...
Language Barr...
Love Story
Vowels Unchai...
Drops of Heav...
Reverse Metam...
Quicksand
Beehive
Woman On The ...
I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s! I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s!
First love.... First love....
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
‘Cause I know I will see you again.... ‘Cause I know I will see you again....
Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine.. Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine..
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
And yet.... And yet....
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
Bringing smiles to your face.. Bringing smiles to your face..
I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well
Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again... Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again...
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two distant worlds. Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two dis...
Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twenties but still, She l... Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twent...
You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more
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