Aren’t you real? You, my dear! You, my dear!

Am I awake? Are you here? Are you here?

Your voice echoes, in my dream, too extreme,

Like a mirage, you are near, you are near.

If you are here or sincere, reappear!

Pain from your love, too severe, too severe.

With the morning breeze, I’m the lips; you’re the kiss.

No matter what, do appear, do appear.

Not having you in my dreams, I will cry,

Come back again, do not fear, do not fear

What’s real? Love is real? Is it true?

If that is real, can you hear? Can you hear?

I seek nothing, no more glee, no more fright.

Only your love is sincere, is sincere.

Silent Haloo, you’re drunk. Love will remain;

No more crying, no more tears, no more tear.

5/1/2016  Haloo