If you could love me
Even for one second,
You would understand me,
And what a tale my thoughts could tell...
You would understand
Why dreams would never be
Reproduced by delusions …
Those never ending dreams....
By using lost pieces of broken stars,
We could recreate a new amphora
Of light in our souls,
And we could swallow
Its blue infinite....
Just you and me and our thrill
Like a butterfly with trembling wings
On the cherry blossom petals of a flower,
Swirling in the breeze,
With their untouched sensations,
Within their untouched world....
Or like a noetic kiss in our sleep.
Marieta Maglas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/noetic-kiss/
