What happened to the possibility of dreams.
The motivation of seeing you when I close my eyes.
Beginning to live the rest of my life, there with you.
A higher perspective of connecting on a higher plane.
A certain enlightenment that scatters all shadows back to dark.
This is the light that surrounds you while I close my eyes and dream of nothing but you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem