You told me once

That you will be waiting for me

Waiting in my land of dreams

Waiting in the desert

I went there

On a long journey

It took me days

It never leaves my mind

The painted dreams wash my reality

I dream in hues of golden orange and dusty red

In the contrasts of bold pink and deep blues

I feel the crisp, dry air

Blowing through the wide open space

Gently scented in Romania

I feel you wrapped around me, everywhere

I see you in the sky

I dance with you on the wind

I chase you to the horizon

I will return

I'm counting the days

I'm going back my light

I will chase you to the horizon


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