If you come back to me again

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DREAMERS

We dream the same dreams
Invisible to each other
It is at that moment
That we are overwhelmed
With all the power of our love
The love that drifts like a river
Filled with the roses of love
The love resembling
A glass filled with red wine
The overripe love
Like the young girl’s skin
The kisses stretching among the rocks
The lips covered in icy honey
Like a flower withering in the wind

The pain that the bee sucks
Sighing an immortal sigh
Let us live
In this night of silence
Butterflies bear our red blood
You see a finger pinch your waist
You flee at dawn that adorns you with pearls
I will be kept safe by birds shrieking
I will fill beggars’ bags with my sweet sorrow
I will call down the moonlight
To hush my soul.