"Desert Rose"
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love
I've been listening to this song repeatedly for the last few days... Exquisitely written lyrics... I really loved them! Man dreams and dreams... I guess that is what finally keeps us alive?
I dream of rain and green gardens in the desert that my life is... Is it possible that it might come true? nevertheless, I dream on... I wake up from the dream as I realise that it might not be true...? But I still continue to dream... of love... the one thing that everyone on this earth keeps looking for... not many may find it, but we dream on... Time runs through my hands... time goes on, doesn't stop... doesn't run backwards... always runs on... and I dream of love... maybe I will find it some day?
I dream of fire... sometimes I do... my desires, imaginations, dreams dancing like shadows in front of the fire... dream of them... is that all I can do? The dreams of course never tire... they run like a tireless horse... every time I sleep... sometimes, I dream with my eyes open as well...
The desert rose... my one love? with lots of secret promises... each promise meant to be kept? ... or broken? The sweetness of the rose... the smell... the beautiful moments... torture me? do they? they are just dreams... and the great thing is that I can shape things as I want in my dreams... I dream on...
Finally, realisation of reality strikes? Nothing is as it seems... everything is unreal... But I still dream... longingly gaze at the empty skies to open up sometime... close my eyes and immerse in the sweet intoxication of love... memories... sweet memories... besotting memories! A state of euphoria!
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