Porcelain Wedding – 20th wedding anniversary – I have you, that’s the abundance!

Meditation and Wedding Prayer

Little Amor signed up with an almost old man (It was a girl in a trouser role). The surprised one asked what he wanted. "I want to test you," said the dear thing (half street boy, half butterfly), "whether you can still burn" and kisses him so that he immediately caught fire.

Of course the man was happy about that. For for too long it had been like a broom, withered but without heat. But when the little one left again, big Madam Reason entered the door, sat down heavily on her lap, still warm from Cupid's buttocks, and said: Mr. Lichterloh, don't believe the girl who came to you in Cupid's mask. And momentarily possession of your skull, took your foolish skull, because it was just a boredom.

Then the man offered Madam Reason his arm and led her to the door and said: "Au revoir, you are probably speaking true as usual. But all too cool, and I am heartily glad that I finally feel warm again. I will not snuff out the bright candles of love. Who knows how soon a wind will blow them down and in the dark I dream of bright candles that have gone out."

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So let me sit without end, let me sit for and for! Lay your two pious hands on my heated forehead! On my knees, at your feet. Then let me rest in drunken lust. Let me blissfully close my eyes in your arm, on your chest! Let me open it only to the shimmer that beautifully illuminates yours. In which I rest only forever, O you my life, my world! Let me open it only to the tear that tears its way out of him burning hot.

That bright and cheerful, before I know it, jumps through closed eyelashes! This is how I am pious, this is how I am quiet, this is how I am gentle, this is how I am good! I got you, that's the abundance! I have you, rest my wish! Your arm is the cradle of my restlessness, surrounded by the sweet glow of love's poppies. And every breath you take breathes a lullaby into my heart! And each one is a life for me! Ha, to rest like that, day after day!

To listen with blissful trembling to the alternating beat of our hearts! Sunk in our love night, we have escaped from the world and time. We rest and dream, we are drunk in blissful disappearance.