Poem with a Dreamer

Have you ever fall in you dreams?

'Floating and falling, Being not dreaming. I seep through the sand just for you. Wailing not screaming, Full-filling my feeling. I come to the crowd just we two.

Alive at the death, Two as one with one breath. We will dance on the Rivers of Red. Climb to the banks, Through the soldiers and ranks. There to shed our dead skin where we bled.

Together we will be, Through blind eyes we will see. As a purple haze covers the land. We will run in the sky, And in the blink of an eye. We will leap off this world hand in hand.'