26 May 2012
I pick up the knifr
The steel is cold
Its sharp and shiny
Rests nice and heavy in my hand
I lift high and lower it into You
Its soft in the beginning
A bit harder after a while
I have to use more force
Once again I lower My knife
Deep trough Your layers
of whipped cream,
strawberries and
hazelnutty flan
The Knife • Opuss № I