Poet archangel, Prince of the stars, Turn me in poetry, Give wings to my heart. It doesnt matter How high or how far, I just need feel the dark To eclypse the sun. - Just close your eyes And dream That youre flying On the wind. Just close your eyes And feel, The darkness Makes real your dreams - Dreamer elderly The infinite you made Wearing on fantasy Each shadow, each detail. Could you take me Where Im not a slave? Where I can kiss the love That never came?