When we dream, in fact, we are in a parallel world

When we dream, in fact, we are in a parallel world, A world where everything is possible, where our heart flies without wing, Where our steps leave no trace, but our feelings build bridges, Bridges towards the souls we long for, towards the loves that await us. Likewise, when we love, we lose ourselves in a parallel universe, Where time stops and only the heartbeats can be heard, Where our eyes meet and create galaxies, Galaxies of passion, desire, and shared dreams. In this parallel world, our hands intertwine like the roots of an ancient tree, And our souls dance together, like two butterflies in the morning light, There, in that world, there are no barriers, no distances, It's just the pure love that unites us, embraces us, and makes us dream together.