Reflection on a Photo

You stare back at me
Those dimples and the twinkle
In your blue, blue eyes.
Eyes to drown in,
Eyes of mischief,
Eyes to stare up into,
How I miss the twinkle.

It’s cold when you aren’t here
It’s quiet and empty.
You went away
I went away
And we went back to the real world.

Du bist mein König,
Und ich liebe dich,
Ich vermisse dich,
Komm zu mir zurück.

It’s cold.
It’s quiet and empty.
We live in our separate worlds,
And we are alone.

Those brief moments,
That short time,
That was heaven,
And I was happy.

And now it’s cold.
Quiet, empty,
Desolate, alone.
Ich vermisse dich, mein König.