//He.//
If something only occurs in your head
just in the form of thoughtsis it an illusion?
Is something that
has never been spoken out loud
real?It's just an idea
maybe
an idea of what reality could bebut
if it can be felt
even if not
as material
it shall exist
at least in another dimensionAnd I could give it all
to be in that dimensionwhere there is a you and me;
Just for a moment
to stroke your hair
(I'm dying to know how it feels,
for how the wind plays with it
those strings must be the softest silk)Just for a day
to touch your skin
(It's so strange how it always seems to glow
even in the shadows
not ebony nor ivory, but sun kissed;
I wanna kiss it too)Just for a night
to hear your voice
(Singing high and low notes until you are hoarse,
telling me about tales of your childhood, and tales that only occurred in your head)And maybe just for years
to taste your lips
(being drunk of the sweetness that drips of these reddened gates
like ambrosia;
maybe even
for the rest of my days)
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