I had a dream last night
It came to me again
We grew into tall trees
My leaves would shyly rustle
Replacing thus my voice
And yours just barely stirred
I watched you through the glass
That turned to be opaque
I saw you like a photo
But all in monochrome
Your foliage was no far
But touched no leaf of mine
I only spoke to winds
Nor comforted nor mocked
For even in my dreams
You never dream of me