WE

I could see, 

Butterflies in the garden,

With the night's wings,

As it stood in front of my eyes.

At the time when you wrote the dreams,

In an unending flow of wetness,

Among the group of stars,

We became the melting mist in the hills,

We became the dawn of fresh rains,

When the light traveled through the duct.

Join the clouds far away,

As the pollinated flowers blossom,

It is dissolving in our memories.

Let's wait to get dissolved in each other.

The silence that grows within,

Did it turn into words that mean love?

The rhythm that beats in my heart, 

This moment, it became a granule.