I saw

I saw your song,
the flute of yours...
When nesting dreams
From my own soul,
Sensing my earth
With my own blood.
And that velvet of being,
When just awake know.
By touching your sight,
That fire that just blow.

I saw your song,
The flute of yours...
When many were there,
But only two souls saw,
The longing of knowing...
The hearts of just being.

At the same time we felt,
At the same time we looked...
And we touch each other soul,
by just being awake from us...
Just us!