Dream
Feel your breath on my neck,
We will hold by the hands together,
In this dark, without fear of lack.
All I want is to see your silent sleeping,
Watch your breast is still moving,
No more wars, no servile creeping.
We`re in consciousness, even world in ruin.
We`re in lethargy – till the dark age lasts,
Till the world`s rushing, coming to an end,
Time`s eternal, no more future, or some past.
No more words and no more love`s rent.
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