Monday, August 5, 2013

Waking up in you, forever,

This waking up in You
Is like waking up asleep
As if in You me you keep
As if this waking is being like drunk
As if this waking is into you fully sunk...

And me sees how She her gives the calm
And how gold and white and blue wet her opened palms...
And how within her she weeps in joy
How moveless winds like songs cause love in her coy...

This waking up
Is like waking up in a dream
As if the golden rise happens in her silvery screen...
As Gold spreads Holy all over the place
As Gold remakes her songy Dress...

This waking up in You
Is like sparkle of smiling drops of dew
Dripping musical within and without
Dripping watery like dreams that forever sprout...

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