Keeper of dreams

  I’m the keeperof your dreams down through thechapters of the years turn the pagesback to see how beautifulwe used to be. Age acquiresour living lines body’s burnt &bones they hurt the way our heartsthey ached that day when you cameknocking on my door. Beauty carries itsown curse, it blinds us to this shadow world I’m the keeperof your heart can you hear mecan you hear me? Listen here ( Painting by Joao de Haro )