On the canvass of dreams
touching your skin
is a precious sin
a watercolor reverie it seems
On the canvass of dreams
winter is a summer breeze
who knows how to please
the warmth of seclusion it seems
In a summer reverie I freeze
our bodies coalesce
our minds digress
my soul finds peace
In a summer reverie I yearn
for the elixir of youth
that makes out of beauty truth
unknown is life's latest turn.
Neither now nor then
when time is obscure
endless and pure
we breathe together again
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