How tremendous is love - Through the hallways of a painting

[Marcus Nalgaber 164]

How tremendous is love - Through the hallways of a painting

 

I dreamed
I dreamed
you were calling me
I was looking for you
through the hallways
of a painting
holding on the wall
of a living room

I dreamed
I found the shadow 
of your steps
in front of
a closed door

And when I opened it
your picture was
on a lost corner
of a street with no houses

I dreamed 
I dreamed
we were two,
three,
thousand,

A crowd  that hugged and kissed
under a rain 
taht did not fall

How tremendous is love
among so many you and me