Is that coming towards us?Or moving away from us?I can't quite seeIf it's a dream or a memoryIf it's a new entityOr the same old ghostI've lured for too long But I think notFor it smells freshAnd it comes with companySure, it's a familiar sceneOnly a different appearance Of the unfulfilled reverie In response to: … Continue reading It’s coming back
Tag: dreams
Pour Quoi ?
Pour quoi ? Parce que je préfère les orages, parce que, peut être, je jouis des jours sombres. Parce que si tu me dis "réveille-toi, c'est le matin", mais il fait encore noir dehors, je me sens déesse du temps, en sortant du songe avant le soleil pour prendre le monde.
It ends with flowers.
The two of us signed a contract,we folded it into a paper plane,threw it in the air of the day.You wouldn't believe where it landed.A field of flowers.
And yet, so beautiful
A moment, please. Let me see. Let me dream. Let me breathe...A moment occurs andthe whole existence occurs along with it;it transforms, it becomes visibleand the soul, the soul expandsand all matter seems so little. And yet, so beautiful.
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