Night dreamer

I heard the wind cry, it was hope

in form, and shape.

Definitely the reason why, I wake up

in the meddle of the night.

My heart was pounding and unable to fall sleep

and again to think. What can I do?

To bring you back, after such grief

My soul was shredded in pieces missing you,

your smile, your eyes, and love.

I heard your name, your voice calling me.

A subtle murmur telling me "rest"

My mind calme down showing me that you were awake

thinking the same.

What should we do?

Just think in love, act upon it, or rice above it.

I wait for the correct time to give myself a chance,

to be part of your life.