Sureal Happiness Poem by Svet Pfeifer

Time has been playing tricks on me.
Present, future, past are all blent in.
Minutes, hours or months have been
Twisting mind, feelings, soul therein.

Have you entered deep inside of me?
Have you kissed my eyes and napped on me?
Have you told the sweetest 'look at me'?
Have I dreamt this whole thing? Have we?

Have you not just knocked on my door?
Have you not just walked right in?
Have I not just welcomed you?
Time has been playing tricks on me.