Come To Me In My Dream Poem by Nero CaroZiv

Come to me in my dreams, at least if not in reality, and then
Compensated by night, by day I shall be somehow well again!
In my immense yearning the night will more than pay
The hopeless craving of the lengthened lonesome day.

If you come, come, as you came before in a thousand times,
You a messenger from better days, bring back the happy climes,
And smile again with your gracious face, for long hours I yearn to see
Your fire, your slaying sharp eyes gnawing inside me!

But then if you decide never to came to offer some sooth,
Then let me dream you again as the dream is all the world truth,
In my dream I part and split your hair, and kiss your bright brow,
Such a reviving gracious show inside me continuously does grow


Come to me in my dream, jaded I cannot weep, I cannot pray,
My heart in my chest has very silent grown,
I often watch how God gives love in abundance away
And then leaves us isolated to cope with love all alone.


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