Virtual prosperity

by Petru Racolța

I have houses, but I have no land
Where to lay them down,
And that’s when I decided
To call them dream homes.

I would love, but I have no one,
Love boils in me
And I find it appropriate
To give it to the first comer.

I don’t have wings to fly,
But I float in my mind, slowly,
Searching tirelessly,
Everything worth seeing.

I would live forever,
Putting time in bondage,
But my soul would be cold,
Without feeling the moment pass.

I invite you in my dream,
To be always happy,
No worries about the future
Or random present.

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