Wrap me in dreams, like a canvas of stars draped over my soul
Wrap me in dreams, like a canvas of stars draped over my soul,
When the rain weaves its silver silk on windows like a veil of silence,
The cold gathers us like birds under the same sky, caressed by memories,
The sun, a weary painter, lays slanting rays on the terraces of our dreams.
Let dreams carry me through the labyrinth of deep velvet night,
Where shadows hide untold stories in the whispers of the wandering wind,
The wind, a messenger of lost desires, whispers forgotten secrets to me,
Fears and hopes intertwine in a breath like a dance of the stars.
Wrap me in dreams when the night stretches its mysterious velvet cloak,
I, a sailor on the seas of time, seek the lighthouse of your heart in the distance,
The ray of hope hides beyond the horizon like a morning dream,
Cherries ripen like unspoken promises, in your absence, like a vow.
Autumn comes like an old friend, bearing leaves of longing and nostalgia,
The news that our paths will meet again under the starry sky,
Wrap me in dreams, and let me float gently on their luminous wings,
A butterfly of light in the garden of memories, where every flower is a secret.
The deep silence of the night becomes a bridge of stars linking our hearts,
In the labyrinth of eternity, under the sky of an autumn morning, the magic of love,
Is reality, and dreams become paths of light that unite us forever,
Like a secret song of souls meeting in the eternity of shared moments.
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Dan Enache
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