Me
A fire in a garden of oceans
Burning hot against this cold life
Like a kitchen without food
I am dream without desire

You
A promise of the future
The photograph flashed against the sun
A twinkling fear in my bravery
The cowardice in my armory
Dreams don't last long without desires

We
Strangers stuck somewhere
All we can do is stare
As we read the pages we can't speak
Perhaps you could see the story
Hidden in my eyes

Slashed beyond recognition by fear
My lips part and closes without a word
It's the next station and i am leaving
Yet without a word dropped on the fiery heart of yours
A curry of desires sprinkled to my dreams
We are strangers strangled by the familiar hands of fear








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