dreams of you

Each night I sleep with
dreams of you, with you
and the night is then
full of colors of spring

my bed is all fragrant
to welcome the dawn
of a new day of hope
to sustain me in the sun

that exists without you
for me to wait yet again
for the night to sleep
again with your dreams

I soak in the fragrances
each night in my sleep
my breath then is filled
by your presence in them

Ah, how eagerly do I
wait for this night then
that each day is just
passing for night to come

Love, tell me when will
this wait of mine be over
when my days will be
as fragrant as the nights

In what day I will have
colors of spring in my life
fragrance of those flowers
in breath in day, in night

I yearn for your smile, that
laughter that does entangle
me to this life now, hence
I wait for dreams of you

I wait for dreams of you
to see through another
white, cold, bitter winter
in hope of a colored spring

I live through hot summer
and barren shaven autumn
only for this hope of spring
I live in my dreams of you

Each night as I close my
eyes, I see an image of
yours but it gets blurred
my dreams need a sight

Sight yet again for them
to see you once again
to relive those moments,
for dreams to be fresh again