Dreams of the night sky, where
your eyes echoed The Moonlight,
and your warmth gave me a
place to cry.

The blue of the Ocean, The
shies of the waves, And the
pebbles and the sands were
just on the side.

The half opened eyes, and
the parched lips, that I kissed,
for a time that The Moon
shifted a slight.

My fingers painted you
with the red of your blood,
even our breath subdued the
voice of the waves.

Counted the stars, But
it was less than our thoughts.
our souls merged, as blue
as The ocean.

Woke up in the hustling city with
a ringing phone. The souls talked
and screamed and cried, till
the phone beeped.

It wasn't eternity, Nor blue.
Wasn't the souls, that merged.
Cuz, all at the end, I grin, It was
Just a dream...