my being stands to judge my emptiness and let
me leads the radiant hope of your dream, to reach
the zooming aspiration of heart; a motionless of
desire in my soul
i’m may be a hero you’ve not seen, a flower that
bloom’s in the dessert of beautiful faces, a water
fresh flowing from a dirty stream, where fish wish
and like to swim, I may not be the bird that flies in
the highest sky, just let my beautiful wings spread
and bring you to end, leaving you with no pain as
you stay beneath the feather i go
leave nothing for me, in the air brings me to stay,
the oozing spirit gently sway, in the midst wind i
can see the light, and bring all the flowers i give
for thee, for the flight i’ll take is high and fast as it
could be
hold on the flowers and smell the fragrance
while you’re on the way, its spell like fairy tale, yet!
live it and face reality, for the flower i give will hold
you to the end; a humid beginning of flowering
bloom’s in the air
here’s a new flower for you…..Darling
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