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| Yatti Sadeli |
DREAMS REMAINS DREAMS
Last night, in my sweet dream, a face came to me.
I could smell your sighs in the corner of the night.
I said that I wanted to lie down in the open embrace of your heart.
But . . . The night was slowly ending, morning was approaching.
I don't know how many more minutes until the sun would greet me.
For a moment, my eyes were wide open as they could trace the blue sky. Soon the sun would shine to greet me.
Reflecting all of that in my night's dream. Touching your body with feeling.
My fingers couldn't reach.
Because dreams are still dreams.
In the morning, you are like the light of dawn that illuminates the soul. In the evening, you are like a violet embraced by dusk. And at night, you are like a beautiful full moon.
I dream of flying with you in the sky.
I long to see the moon and sun I love up close.
Flying above the roof of wonder.
From above, we will see the belt of rivers and canyons.
We will enjoy the sun's thunderous laughter.
We will also enjoy the moon's captivating smile.
While observing the silence, we will peek at the dew that hides from the fear of the sun's rays.
There is a longing I cherish for you.
No matter how weak the vibrations comb my inner thoughts. You are always on my mind and always stop by in my dreams.
