Just, stay in front me - -
some unsolved mysteries, intoxicated
the aromatic moment, sometimes
I see you, ever scattering the
color of sky, life wants
to touch the trove
of rare aroma,
here
somewhere between us, maybe existed the
blossom of nocturnal flowers, a fluffy
moment emerging from the
clump of plumbaginous
darkness, aren't
you, included
in the
quivering of heart, dreams breathing with a
new dimensions - - -
