Remembrance of a dream

I still remember the way you entered
into my barren lands of
with your pigeon head down
smiling with our cathedral secret.

Turning your back from me
You feared my passionate eyes
scared of the fluttering visions around
patiently feasting on my silent heartbeat

I stood there,fighting with all my strength
but weak underneath
I still remember how you stepped in
on our second encounter
I could feel the words in the eyes
yet standing as unfathomable skies.

I am still moved by your voice
every hymn filling life into me
filling more breath into hopes
But my dreams suffer the curse of barren lands.