Oh when should I open my eyes from this misty dream?
When will i ever hear the surreal air breathing from your chest
when will you say hello to the sea
and finally place your world into me...

When should I stop being drawn
from this oxymoron thoughts I've laid on
should I or should i not consider
the thick and faithful look in your eyes
as i watched your back slowly fading away...

When will I ever feel the parallel space you've
compelled me to stay
and jump aboard that empty air
flying towards my fervent grin
your sharp, clairvoyant facade
fathom into the midst of my fairy land
tell me when you want to go?

When will you be there?
Should I hang on to your silent heart
and wait till dawn?

Oh when will you gaze
the crystal waves flowing out of the sea
to soak you with fervor
and zeal
when is that time, I ask you
when will it be...


By: Maya Guzman Santos
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