Tuesday, February 10, 2009


I try to hold your beauty in my arms
When I direct-dream towards you

Towards your world of metaphors
Every each one of them
A dream itself

A dream like you
That slowly slips away
Towards the blue ocean

You turned me into
An amphibious dreamer
When I direct-follow you
Under water

I have never seen a swimmer
As beautiful as you

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