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DREAMERS We dream the same dreams Invisible to each other It is at that moment That we are overwhelmed With all the power of our love The love that drifts like a river Filled with the roses of love The love resembling A glass filled with red wine The overripe love Like the young girl’s skin The kisses stretching among the rocks The lips covered in icy honey Like a flower withering in the wind The pain that the bee sucks Sighing an immortal sigh Let us live In this night of silence Butterflies bear our red blood You see a finger pinch your waist You flee at dawn that adorns you with pearls I will be kept safe by birds shrieking I will fill beggars’ bags with my sweet sorrow I will call down the moonlight To hush my soul.