Think of me, watching the hour of violet crumble
downward on leaves, sad that none touched the curve of the sky.
Eyelids surrender your features to indigo, humbled,
butterflies dream in the nothing between you and I.
Somewhere sweetly your fingers with someone's are meeting;
stretched from a heartbeat to never, unnoticed I fade.
Was it my sorrows you laughed, your joy I was weeping -
feeling you dance on the canvas from lifetimes away.
Think of me burning the candles of sunset and waiting
turn of kaleidoscope, stirring of butterfly dust.
Wishing that fragments remembered the whole after breaking.
Wishing that Time found the alchemy secret to "us"...
released September 14, 2017
Lyrics: Diana Stefanova
Music: Plamen Sivov