I wake up with a thought, In the middle of the night, Or rather, I think, I was dreaming, While you whispered poetry, To the blue sky....

We wake up with a sunset dream, Unknown and surprising, With conversations we won’t have, In real life, Believing all the words said, And...

Oh, sorry. I guess you lost your way. You should have taken a U-turn when you realized that the path you’re on leads you to my dreams....

It’s almost impossible to not think of crossing paths with you again. Hoping to see you while climbing down the stairs of the bridge...