That Universe

Sometimes in the midst of chaos,
I hear a silence that speaks to me
that whispers of things that could be
of the magical places that await me
of strangers who do not yet know me.

Sometimes, in the road full of people
that smell of food, sweat and perfume,
I smell a magical scent, a concoction
of dreams, love and a little musk
of the sea, roses and a little hope.

Sometimes, when sleep eludes me,
I visit that universe in my mind
that galaxy of dreams in my heart
and as my lids become heavy
the last thing I notice is
that the stars of that universe
twinkle just a little bit brighter.

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