In dream
Your gentle eyesight
Is always I am waiting for…
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I know you are in my memory moving forward
From start till now, from now onward
With the same look but not innocent
To tell me love is a joke by accident
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To dance, I have to follow the partner
To cook, I have to learn from my mother
To write, I have to attract myself before amuse the reader
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The dream with dazzling stars last night
Riding on the first coastal breeze
Turned to glittering dews
Nurturing the olive leaves with soft wheeze
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Tears from the heaven
Oasis in the desert
Mind of beauty
Art in writing
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Your hair as gold as the wave in the fields of wheat
Your eyes as pure as the spring in a desert
But your smile disappeared since that moonless night
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Can I keep you in gold or red
As fresh and deep when you smile in the sunshine
If not on picture or painting
But put into an envelope
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With our eyes closed
We can see something more beautiful than that we see
While our eyes open
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When I see you covered with a rosy veil
Before the stars twinkling over your ceil
My smile melts into the breeze of cool
To be carried through the Charles Bridge above the sail
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Whether you come or not
I am here
Waiting patiently or non patiently
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