Noetic Kiss

If you could love me Even for one second, You would understand The tale my thoughts could tell you... You would understand Why the dreams would never be Reproduced by the delusions, Those never-ending dreams. By using some lost pieces of the broken stars, We could recreate a new amphora Of light in our souls, And we could swallow The blue infinite, Just you and me and our thrill, That thrill being Like a butterfly with trembling wings On the cherry blossom petals of a flower, A butterfly swirling in the breeze With its untouched sensations Within its untouched world, Or like a noetic kiss in our sleep. Copyright © ® Marieta Maglas. All rights reserved.