Painted Dreams

I think of you

And everything stands still.

Dreams tucked under my pillow

But I couldn't find peace in my dreams.

The night goes by so slowly.

I am intoxicated by the mere mention of your name.

The wind brings in a bittersweet scent.

But I couldn't find peace in my dreams.

Why do I nurture such existence?

((( asheil.december 14.2011.wednesday.2110hrs.)))