Why Is Tonight So Hard ?

Searching
for a dream
I come upon a field
surrounded
with silver-green boughs

In search of a dream
I find a grove
olive trees
A bed of branches
speaks of what once was

In search of sleep
I rest my head
on this bed
Fragrant with you

In search of a dream
I close my eyes
and find you next to me
returned,
in our teserak

En busca de un sueño
I find
you
my love
I’ve found my dream
hope
love

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16 November, 2012

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