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H.R #3 IN TOLD | A collection of the told and untold, the hidden and revealed, but everything - all this and everything else - written down in solemn words, in phrases, compiled and collected as poetry and prose.

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I don't want to keep dreaming

My beloved,

I don't want to keep dreaming
And I don't want you to dream
Of the starry night,
When we would be standing
Underneath.
When the stars would weaken their light
And the clouds would veil the moon's brightness,
And it would be utterly dark,
And the dark would veil us with the darkness.

But my beloved,
There would be no need of the moon's ray,
Or a glimpse of the twinkling beams
That decorate the sky.
Because when I would be
Looking into your eyes,
I'd drown myself in those galaxies.

My love, you hold a universe inside,
And I want to lose myself in between.

"I wish I could reach out to you and pull you into an embrace..."

Darling,
I don't want to keep on dreaming
And dreaming and dream
Of when I will fall into an embrace,
Of when my hands will curl around your neck,
And your arms will tighten around my waist,
A breath apart distance.
I don't want to keep dreaming,
And decieve my eyes.
No, but my eyes keep deceiving -
Phosphenes decorate themselves
And pattern to form your name,
And that's what I keep seeing.
My love, I want to kiss you softly,
On the tears that roll down from your eyes.
You are too precious to cry,
You cry the stardust, your tears glimmer
Under the light.

My love, I want to show you my love,
I wish you could see what I hold inside.
I could never tell how much I love you,
And the word 'love' can't perfectly describe.

But beloved, I wish I could reach out
To you right now, and to rip apart the pages
Of this poem I write.
To find and search and show you,
Where my love hides.

"What a stupid desire."

And I don't want to keep dreaming,
And I don't want to keep seeing,
And I don't want to keep wanting...
This all seems so decieving...

"It's not stupid..."

And I sigh at all the fantasies
I fantasized.

"Because I want to do the same."

And oh, it felt as if it all came to life.

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