lørdag 21. november 2015

All beauty is a dream, even if it exists, for beauty is always more than it is. The beauty I see in you isn't here, next to me...


What I see in you
    lives where I dream,
Far away from here.
If you exist,
I only know it
    because I just dreamed it.


Beauty is a music which
    heard in dreams,
    overflowed into life.
But it's not exactly life;
It's the life that dreamed.


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