I poem your name
With longing
In sadness
Am i still standing
At the gate of dawn
If you are the sun I wait for
Which is still dark
Wrapped in the wings of the night
Say O my longing
Between dense sky and the sea
Hugging each other secretly
You are coming to me

Staring at the moon and the sun closely
You open the dreams of the forgotten night
Beauty is painted on her palm
At east gate the light rises
The king walk with his wands
And the dark turns to light
When the dreams sing their song

the melt of full moon
falls over the hue of the ocean
soul poetry spilled
on the question page
glass masks began to read

In the room of longing
I complained
Draw me a heart
Your language is lost in the translation
I surrender

The night and the seekers
Waiting for the light
To give a name to a longing

Flowers and rocks
Lost for words
By a touch of raindrops

This mouth steal the words from the pool of stars
When the world is dark and full of scars

Inviting love to come and fly
Lifting serenades, to knock on every door sky