Dear My Friends
My longing was still dancing in the rows of sunshine and full moon
Delivering warm caressing the corners of taste.
Enjoy and feel ...
My gelayut desires a touch of every kiss of the prayer kiss that is lined up.
Give birth to peace and emotion in care every pound.
Words of longing from the trough of heart
Flowing swerving towards the bay of the soul
Armed with a jug of holy water
Heap the cool of the valley of conscience
Even though soot stings the sun,
Let's dance ..
Together with a series of clouds held in silence
And let the ambiguous smoke rise
Showing lips let sweet remain sucked.
THANK YOU
