Forever

It is a dream, as always.
The music comes back.
A perfume in the hands caressing your hair.
Light games of two old lovers
Like children playing in the sand
Sea eyes, like flowing water,
Light blue stones are setting the course of an inexisting time,
It is so different and so alike.
Time of a dream
Time of a floating soul who gently puts her fingertips in the present, but she belongs to forever.
It can seem melancholy the strange smile that appears in your eyes,
It is the consciousness of eternity.
Of forever,
Of being forward the present,
Of existing in the dimension the everything.
And as keys will always make music, and as rainbows will always make colours,
Right there in the place among the stars where, in the breath of the spirit souls shape,
In that place you will meet.
Always and Forever.