dream'less
I confound you by our evry part,
we shall changed into birds
and the sky is a blanket
from which the light dives its naked shadow.
Dreams eat us the same way
as the flowers are eating their way through the earth.
Waking up is a risky oppoturnity, a measure,
which painfulness is forgotten
time after time more easily.
Your face will be dearer to me day after day altought
I forget the continuums of your little details.
I touch you through my dream
- you are far away, and near,
so near as the length of the breath,
under these same
clouds
at the place I don’t know
yet, maybe never.
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