Sometimes

Sometimes, a capricious pilgrim of light, wanders when reason loses its way. In a labyrinth of night, she knitted a sweater, searching for the touch of longing lips. Sometimes dreams, airy castles, demolish hopelessness and despair. Heavy burdens, no advantages, an unwelcome guest has arrived. Silently it weeps, a wounded soul, searching for a tiny ray in the darkness. Lost in the depths, alienated, waiting for the key to fit the lock. Sometimes in dreams, I have you, in reality, absence is a punishment. A feeling of the unknown embraces me, your face fades in the mists of roads. Forbid me love, if you have that power! Forbid me, forbid it, if you find the strength! Forbid me to love! But do not expect help! Forbid me, if you can manage it!