My liquid dreams kept gliding on your solid chest. Into the abyss of the mind, chaotically questing for the sliding door that could unlock the closed house of your heart. I couldn’t see the veils on my own eyes though heavy, stony tears tried to smash the smoky shapes of mind. My eyes were shattered by the blinds. Desires built so many walls All painted dreams a brick upon another brick into the songs of love transposed in words so many legends of our creed that built this fairy waiting house exploded in that instant of true love. When walls of words were washed my heart became a floating house. And so, the desert of my liquid dreams unveiled the sea of love.
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