I dream of a strong love

I dream of a strong and spellbinding love. Carrying me to the sources of the elation. In a soft torpor administering chloroform to. My doubts and my excuses. Sailing on lazes of the abandonment. The raft of our union. Free of all concessions. We will lead to the subsoils. Of this marvellous dream. Drawing on the web skies. The gold sparkling of our eyes. Brilliance of an insane and fabulous love. Lengthened on the ground of eternity. We will learn how to love us. In wisdom not to hate us. Carried by our kisses and our projects. But the dream of this strong and spellbinding love. Born in the drift from my adding spirit. The fear of a suffering body. Impossible existence of this firmament. The insupportable wandering of another artificial nourishes. Hugged in a parallel world. Without ground, neither fall, nor sky. Where only the words have the softness of the flight of a swallow.