Biography of Amanda Psycke
I love art.
Amanda Psycke Poems
Like a mirror showing my equal without a soul You make me want to take a closer look To which of these is true.
You are in my hands Last chance, last dance I hope you can see In my heart
The feeling that I get when I am dancing on the ceiling. The growing pleasure when you shut the door and join me in the room. The developing of our love without us noticing.
Heart of the revolution I consider A change of gravity To see what it will lead to
Shrinking violet Purple forming red and blue Invertebrate in the night Contamination of the passion
Purple forming red and blue
Invertebrate in the night
Contamination of the passion
Without an antidote
Blue glance in my eyes
Measure in moves