You walk in my dreams like a stranger passing by.
The echo of your voice ringing out incessantly.
Your hair dancing with a butterfly
And your shy eyes draw out sincerity.
What wind is blowing you away from my naked eyes?
You have not seen the breeze that blows over your heart
But the morning of May will soon come to surprise
The doubts that have set themselves apart.
Your lowering gaze draws out the truth.
Your eyes are no longer pure, your wish lost.
My defences are without proof, only intuitions.
My dear friend from May, it's all an illusion.
Joy is ultimate in the light of an image.
An angel, a nightingale in the night, escapes.
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Tony Herlin
A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).
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Ethereal and heady... Well done!