Before you,
all was clear,
ordered.
hardness of stone,
softness of silk,
day light,
night mistery
But now,
knowing you
makes me wonder
How real is
The wetness of rain,
the warmth of sun,
the breeze of wind,
How dead I was
before now
that I’m living
in the sweat of you.

© Gilfy – Temps du rêve