I have this constant dream, I can't figure it out.
I wonder through the forest looking,searching for the perfect love. I fall to the ground crying with doubt, it feels like a thousand years. After all those years have passed, I feel withered and old until i hear the most beautiful sound. A man's voice is called aloud. Raising myself with slender hope, not wanting to hurt again a blinding light is before me. A godly man is before me standing there within. He kneels down and kisses my lips and whispers "we are to be". My reflection is clear in his eyes, I am young again. Taking me in his arms, I go with him to paradise where we will never age. Seconds feel like years to me, I'm great full to sleep on him beating heart. But the a crumble and a scream paradise is lost. You try to save me, but are pulled in by the dark. I'm alone in a burning land, old and withered again. I know it's hap-pend we are forbidden like Allah said to the humming bird. Damned love or no love, but they chose the first a gorgeous red rose was born from this. Now I have learned, not everyone can have a damned love and create a beautiful sin. We can only have a minutes love and learn to carry our passion within.
