Stranger – Poetry

I don’t know

          who you are,

What your name is,

Still, I dream about you

          and don’t want

This dream to end.

You stirred something

          in my heart, which

I thought is dead. So

          I don’t want

This dream to end.

You may go your way,

          I may go my way.

Our paths may never cross.

          still, I don’t want

This dream to end.

This dream brings nothing

          but tears and heartache.

I want to bear it.

          as, I don’t want

This dream to end.