As I lay myself to rest,
Your essence fills the air that I breathe
and with each breath I over consume.
I feel your thoughts radiating all around me.
Am I a mirror of your dreams
or is it that you are the reflections
of my desires and everything 'my will' wants.
I am consumed by your thoughts.
In the stillness of my dream,
it is you that I want.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem