Not lost

Somewhere there has to be a world where you are with me

where there is me and you and where only your feelings and mine will be

Where the morning dawns onto your eyes

Where cradled in your arms, I listen to the moon’s lullaby

I know not where the that world is

I know not whether it exists or not.

Where my life is not so displeased with me

and where in sorrow my breathe isn’t lost.

I know not in whose arms I am lost.

I searched for ways to avoid the destination

and in course, I have forgotten where I was meant to be.

Somewhere there is intoxication in our every meeting

for our lips meet at every word.

Where my earth is, where my sky is,

is where you are my smile, my happiness and my life

I know not where the that world is

I know not whether it exists or not.

Where my life is not so displeased with me

and where in sorrow my breathe isn’t lost.

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