I love you
against weather and climate,
against all rules of
gravity and distance,
centrifugal force and human logic.

I thirst for you
against my far better knowledge
of life's outcome
and it seems now I've lost all my
instincts of self-preservation.

I stand
against nature and history
ready to live or die
or set a precedent:
no one has ever loved you before

and no one will.
But I.

09.06.02
Berlin