Bijoy Philip - Forest dream

Dew drops of the lost rain
I’ve collected you precious
In crystal jars

What can I see in your dream eyes?
The song bird of my lost days in the woods
Many sylvan nights I’ve slept between your phoenix breasts.

The smoke is rising beyond the mountains
The rains have stopped and the night just fallen
The fire has begun its dance on the tree lines

Once the priestess of the forest came
With an aura gathered from the depth of mountain streams
Her eyes looked at me and I fell into a dream

I woke up in front of the crystal jar
Its droplets of sparkling rain still smiling at the moon
I close my eyes and smell the rain fresh on the sand

I think I love you.

Bijoy Philip

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