Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Maximilian Hecker
Since I've read your lines
Words that taste like wine
All my ache has been shed with a shrug
Summer's in my heart
Although we are apart
Feels like I have been cured by some drug
Letters from you
Like a hose of sweet wine
An umbilical cord to your world
And I'm drinking rashly
To ease my longing
I am swigging all of your words
In no time at all
And long before nightfall
I will write back to slake your great thirst
Drink, my girl, oh, drink
Drink until you sink
And let my letters wipe out your curse