Was that all a dream?
All the beautiful moments I spent with you,
are the most memorable part of my life.
your presence,
your touch, your
smile,
your beauty in every way,
is the only reason I exist.
how can this illusion of your absence,
what they call reality
stand against those eternal moments ?
Even if the irresistible flow of present and future
makes me think for a moment,
was that all a dream ?
Your love whispers inside my heart,
"even if it was a dream,
it is worthier than the reality of heavens.
My beloved, it is through the few moments of love,
the eternity unfolds
itself.