Deja Vu Dreamer

Moments are slipping like sand from palm
And the moon is rushing to find its calm
Here I am playing with butterflies made of glass
These trembled lips have kissed the cold grass
With scorched lips, I made the grass melt
But the butterflies shattered keeping the sand held
The heart inside me pranced to jump out
And the soul searched for the wings to leave pity drought
My eyes were gazing for her warmth
And hands crafting the glass and grass to reform
The morning light brought the shine to the eyes
And heart then glittered with hope not lies
The hands worked and created her statue
Was then the heart skipped a beat and soul found the true virtue
Sun bestowed the light and love to the petrified soul
And the dream was broken to save me from the ghoul
I was awaken in the arms for which my hands craved
And the trembled lips kissed the cold skin my eyes gazed
All of me was shaken by the dream which was now in my arms
And my heart had found its purpose to beat, the soul its calm
The face glimmered with love under the moonlight
And I was blessed by the gods above to hold her so tight
With all my love I held her close to my heart
And changed the destiny to choose the path of never being apart