My dream is flying
Sunset in the afternoon ...
staring at the moon of spirit ...
storms start to plug
uncover the mystery of this earth ...
beautiful kalam is
the charm is very sparkling ...
implied light from you
until I can not keep myself ...
this story begins
want me to start again
As if nothing ever
I want to chase you ...
This very real dream
I can not hold it again ...
Until dusk rises
I have to rise up ...
no doubt my feet goose bumps ...
vibrate full dry
Until I'll tip ...
I want to greet you again ...
may be long
or not long ...
Depending on God willing
at that time...
I'll meet you, and be with you, with a never-ending smile ..
Thanks for everything...