Pulses -one dance-

[Omar]

Pulses -one dance- then the stars
Can be counted.
And space measured could be,
all life's petals named will be
And my scent in your soul
Treasured to be.
This is the moon and this is me.
The world let be forgotten and me
Wrap in your wings.
This is our dream and this is the sphere.
The hope -under the river buried-
Too soon to unhand.


You will come walking on the stars,
In a dance we shall meet.
 a movie, but characters.
And the whole world seemed
Unreal.
-Yes my dear! This is me-

[tonyv]

Lovely, lyrical -- romantic and spiritual features intermingle in this enchanting poem.

Tony

[JoelJosol]

I was journeying through the poem mixing technical terms (pulses, stars, space) with nature (petals, scent, wings). It felt surreal, exactly as the poem says "seemed unreal". Thanks Omar013.