Ofélia

madness, oh madness.
surronding hearts with distance,
surronding love with letters,
like a widow's draw,
for it's pain complains into dreams of brides,
like a flower drowned with the cut of reality

may our dreams be as heros trespassing destiny's limits...may they possess the true of it's own, that rejects no path and reach beauty
get's trought no ending