Awaking Poem by Dan Uriel

And then... all this, just a dream.
Because it was a sore, sore awakening -
Life You are a blessing of hot desires
Laugh at me; I think I'm running
Or take away or fall far behind
But don't burn my heart on a slow fire
Happiness is just a dream image
What I can remotely worship myself
You can't kiss a hot woman
Life doesn't make me beautiful
My night is hot tears
My life is a great holy will
The hot body is a bleeding heart dream
You are a desire, a madman magic
If your hot body were to close my two arms
And I'll kiss you all that hurt
If I bring two claws out there
Then I would not expect so much death

And then... all this, just a dream

A hot kiss fired my blood
A burning desire you gave me
My night was a feverish dream
She greeted me with happy dawn -
What are you for me?
You are the Life - you are the fever when
If you go... Death is coming! -
You're the first feverish dream
You gave everything that was beautiful and wonderful