ewald apperle

Nostalgia … Longing for you, you are not close to me, you are distant and yet I think of you, I see a picture of you in me, inside me I can see you, even feel and feel, I can almost feel you touch, you are there and yet distant, I imagine I can fly, fly like an angel, fly on the wings of longing, my soul flies the heartbeat with you with every beat of the wing, to you. You are longing in me, I fly to you as an angel of love in my thoughts, kiss you gently and whisper to you, my great longing, that is you. © ewald apperle (excerpt from my book Zeit des Lebens, Zeit der Sehnsucht, – currently only available in German …ISBN 978-3-03830-319-0)