I keep dreaming I am a flower,
the wind takes away my petals
during a storm; I die at the end,
but it's fine. I'm part of the air now.

I should stop sleeping in my garden.
I keep waking up with roses on my eyes,
lilacs on my mouth,
cherry blossoms in my blood.

I think you're just wonderful,
you make love the way spring feels.
You're so warm and so wild.
Wish we could lay here forever.

Let ourselves go away
and leave daisies behind.
Let the world worry about its violence without us,
We are in peace, in love, in the garden,
counting clouds and petals.