once i lived,it was you ,

 poems sounding from your hair,
over my mind
 dreams in your eyes,
i could fall asleep , and never ..

a drop of summer rain , over a wilderness.
still holding it,.. somwhere inside
braches still surround the sands,
and flowers , blossom over nights .
darkness  quenches my sick body   .

once i lived ,
then i died.