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Within my dreams Illuminated
Galaxies travel across Fiery dark canopy
Maybe the Traumdeutung is too much
Of a work before day's work Begins
Above us is also below Us dormitory
Dreaming of our luscious Bodies entwined
Riding each other as Universe was a Wild
Splendid stallion stampeding through Open Space
And her sacred blood turns into the salty Waters
Upon his black neck caressed by the noon
Beneath hot eruptions of Sun's squared light beams
Beneath his magic ebony knited untamed mane
Covering by his pace awaken eyes thirsting
For crystal cold waters deep in the distance
Feeling the pull of a mirage flickering
In the deserts of life; each one crying
Howling alone to the full Moon
Singing to us with strange allure:
"Fairy tales do come True. . ."
We have to believe!