Dreaming About Dreaming
Dreaming about dreaming
In complete solitude
Love is a delightful pain that pierced my heart
Love inflames my soul with ardour
My soul is a magnolia flower
Pure and naive
My soul is thirsting for your love
I cannot stop loving you madly
Only you can enter my secret garden
A garden full of unblemished blossoms
A garden full of secrets
Distances annihilate at the sight of my love for you
Time is a pure illusion
My soul is linked to your soul
And the stars are the keepers of my love for you.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
