Like A Dream Love Is Born Poem by Lindemberg Pereira da Silva

Without realizing I perceived,
That bit by bit I was falling in love with you.
And when I woke up, I felt
This feeling was growing inside me.

Under a beautiful blue sunday sky,
I saw your smile,
Coming toward me in a crowded street.
There was such beauty in the look from your eyes.
Yesterday night we were just friends,
Maybe it happened while we were sleeping,
This loving feeling.

Like a dream love is born,
and dies in a nightmare.
It flourishes in a spring,
and falls in a winter.
It ends in a single lonely tear,
It lasts while lasts the dream.
And when we wake up, it will no longer be.