The bell of the dreams

I did not stop looking for you,
or feel, or yearn…

I just wanted to forget,
move away,
stop flattering you…

But, you came back every night,
how autumn breezes,
in silence, in the dark,
without announcing…

Caressing my hair,
as who no longer has an owner,
nor any guidance or any standard…

It shivered my body,
as winter frost,
without a warning, without delay…

You were and you are, my dream,
who as bell duel
warns of inevitable…

You were and you are, my dream,
who tells me to strive…
that I must never stop waiting,
to dream and to live…