In the mist of these dreams
I’ve found myself wandering among
soft dunes, sand of time
flying in the sky at night.
Dry lips, long for a last kiss
of yours, water to my heart.
I’ve been traveling too long
wish I was coming home to you.
My view stained with blood,
become clear for a moment
before falling into darkness.
Could you take all my fears away?
Oh mirage,
before you go
the lights bloom, safe architectures,
a second before
slipping away.