May it be.

In my nocturnal Dream Caravan
she still mystically dancing
over the dark sea surface,
but this time, i don't see her face,

Where does she look at?
All of a sudden, she disapears,
a part of me she took, so all fears
made my love become my pain,
Now, some of them still remain.

Although I know where she is,
I shall stay here in the mounds
for she is in peace were she lays,
in the sky, between clouds.

27/04/2010