You looked like a dream,
A significant nightmare
Or a blurred daydream-
I could never decide.
It was unreal, vivid,
Like the ones ,
Which make you crave for grey clouds
Instead of the bright blue,
Like the times,
When the soft sound of raindrops,
Falling in slow motion seems sweet,
But you need a hurricane,
When you need to break the sandhouses,
Just to build them again,
This time, a little differently.
Yes, you looked like a dream,
Which one can remember and relish through ages,
Without being swept Away by the deepest slumber.
The ones, which are
Difficult to write about,
Yet meant for novels.
You looked like a dream
And I don't know if I ever want to wake up.