My liquid dreams kept gliding on your solid chest
into the abyss of the mind
chaotically questing for the sliding door
that could unlock the closed house of your heart.
I couldn’t see the veils on my own eyes
though heavy, stony tears tried to smash
the smoky shapes of mind.
My eyes were shattered by the blinds.
Desires built so many walls
all painted dreams
a brick upon another brick
the songs of love,
so many legends of our creed
this fairy awaiting house exploded
in that one instant of true love.
When walls of words were washed
my heart a floating house became.
And so, the desert of my liquid dreams
the sea of love unveiled.
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