The Music of My Dream

I stare at light counting the flashes One by one Counting the pulse of my heart while touching - without hesitation the light arc which sleeps under your eyelids I stare carefully while I paint a green dream from the green forests of your eyes I stare at the waves of thy eyes, And like a cloud fed its heart to the first wave, I fed your eyes my heart's love While your shadow leans Silently upon my wound I questioned all the artless reminiscences of love and sad and death So forgive my curious silent sad Which lives outside your sadness I'd no longer know how much time Stayed sat alone in the silence, begging from the sky, the smiles All what I know now is to live As a dove between your arms