Kissing Your Hair

I dreamt of you in this fading world
Of long-abandoned dreams
Where the sea sweeps away
Every midnight star
Along with every lonely sailor’s memories.

Somewhere on a beach alone
I’ll drift into a vision
Of kissing your hair in the misty breeze
That imparts the taste of tears.

When I die in a desperate night,
My soul will cling to yours
In a spiritual unity
That will exist forever
In the melancholy universe.