I gather the moon and stars

in the hollow of my hands – for you.

I beg the wind to embrace you

and the sun – to kiss you.

Your eyes peer into me –

blue as the sky,

green as the sea,

brown as a summer night…

A bouquet of flowers with heady aroma,

a smile, warming the heart up – for me.

I lie in the grass with a clover between my lips

and see memories from the future:

how we go on the old streets,

how we look at the town from the hill,

how we smile at the birds…

A tear, shedding in the grass –

a donation for the wind.

The wind – the only companion

in my life of dreams…