Vienna

Beautiful is Vienna when overwhelmed by stars

And the cool wind puts a hand to your wine-induced

Russet cheek

In the garden where you ate:

Nur ein Butterbrotchen mit Kaffee

The sounds of laughter slowly die

As the people leave the corner café

There is only one thing missing…

And love letters pulse from the tips of your fingers

Onto crisp ivory parchment

Ach, nichts ist mir schoener als du

Tap, tap, tap sings the leaky faucet

Everything is perfect

Tonight, I’ll die of loneliness

Tomorrow, I’ll seek her heart

Tourist’s map in hand

 

Author's Note

Nur ein Butterbrotchen mit Kaffee = Only a buttered roll with coffee
Ach, nichts ist mir schoener als du = Oh, nothing is more beautiful to me than you are

Reviews

[arbitrary jane]

the voice here is... hovering; beautiful.
and how dying of loneliness is somehow the beginning of a journey.

[Nimbus Thread]

You've painted an internalize moment of a beauty seeking soul here, and in my opinion in the most romantic city in the world ( never been a fan of Paris ..ha). Each line a tour of senses. Well done. ( Sigh..oh to be in Vienna in the spring!)

[An owl on the moon]

I wanted to read something of inspiring beauty, and your words evoke that depth of life and experience. Here is a journey that will lead to a world of surrender into another...