Mirage

In the mist of these dreams I’ve found myself wandering among soft dunes, sand of time flying in the sky at night. Dry lips, long for a last kiss of yours, water to my heart. I’ve been traveling too long wish I was coming home to you. My view stained with blood, become clear for a moment before falling into darkness. Could you take all my fears away? Oh mirage, before you go the lights bloom, safe architectures, a second before slipping away.