Real Love

softly in the shades of a small place

I see the red and velvet moons rising from the ocean

my heart is flying like a bird and filled with joy

where are you "rest of the world" ?

where are the thousand eyes that should learn to see ?

where are the ears getting used to hear the voice

of the water and a whispering sky ?

hidden is my place in the deep space of memory

where time and space touch each other gently

and fantasy turns into

a very "real" love