Dreams Maker

Poet archangel
Prince of the stars
Turn me in poetry

Give wings to my heart
It doesnt matter
How high or how far
I just need feel the dark
To eclypse the sun

Just close your eyes
And dream
That youre flying
On the wind
Just close your eyes
And feel
The darkness
Makes real your dreams

Dreamer elderly
The infinite you made
Wearing on fantasy
Each shadow, each detail
Could you take me
Where Im not a slave?
Where I can kiss the love
That never came?