Tuesday 10 July 2012

THE PASSING DREAM:



When I see the moon in your sleepy eyes,
It is then I know, it is then I realize,
That I can do nothing, but adore you.

When I hear the sea in your lulling voice,
It is then, that I have no other choice,
But to utterly & eternally love you.

When I sense the sun, warm in your soul,
It´s without doubt, I feel whole,
And I know, how much I need you.

When I taste the stars upon your lips,
It´s then, when I take from you sips,
Of the love that you to me offer.

When I touch the breeze around your being,
It´s not you I´m feeling, tasting, nor seeing,
Not what it seems, but just a passing dream.

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