Now I believe
My heart has never been this red with the ambers...
I am not who I am,
Nor who I am is me...
A turbulence gap in between two eternities;
two unknowns...
I was there
I recall, you know...
They smell your mouth
Lest, you have said "I love you"...
A torch in my hand,
The light in front...
Compared to your ocean of love,
It seems that I am a mere drop...
Come
Come visit me sometime...
Teardrop is a covert
Grin is a secret...
I became a fruit on a branch,
A rock in the palm of a child...
Shagreen of the goblet of existence
You did not fulfill my desire...