Heart's dream

I want to fly in your dream
I want to see a smile on your face, the wind
Is it your dream?
It's hot cloud in my dream

In my heart is like the specific ocean
my heart is tired and grey, emotions covered.
please don't listen to me,
I am not I,
I can't speak the language.

only my heart's speaking, always.
like Baggy-Boog, Buggy-Boog-Buggy.
And it thinks why a world is of a grey color,
my dream is deprecated, 
and a gamma-like grey.


Giush Sikharulidze🖋