Dreams

Dreams are inside the naked body,

Doesn't matter what kind of clothes, you are wearing,

Dreams are nearby, following you,

Each moment of the day.

Dreams are the passion,

That drives you, that urges you to live,

Dreams make you,

Look up to the golden sky,

And dream magically your only dream,

And then this becomes reality.

Dreams are the energy,

Dreams are that morning adrenaline,

That floats in your veins,

And makes you fly up in the sky.

Dreams are that anxiety of the heart,

That feels like you can't breathe,

Dreams are like illusions,

They seem far,

But are close at the same time.

Dreams are those spring colors,

With sun glaze and wind,

Dreams are the music of the heart,

That plays continuously in you.

Dreams talk passion and emotion,

In the outer limits of galaxy,

Dreams are like in dreaming you,

Day and night with your eyes wide open.

Dreams ...

Jan. 1 2017