Long ago since I cherish the chirping of birds in distant cheersLyrics of their vivid songs have formed much of the memories Mighty rain then pouring down from skies wearing all the fearsWith pondering rocks and gleaming hills by all their melodies When the breeze moving within...

A little bit of heaven in the glance while gazing from my windowNever truly grasp, if I sense a thing or move numb if I see you Like butterflies scatter on a flower in search of unsalted fragranceI feel dropping from a sky in the ocean...

I sense me sank into my emotions in a galaxy far awayFloating motionless, No urge to think anything but you Your lips flavor juvenile ecstasy like an ancient wineDropped in this notion, I felt high when I was through Illusive raindrops on thy juicy lips are engagingly...

Something vivid if I am the author of the erudite art of loveYet this world seems fantasy and emotions nothing but pain Don't you ever wake me up from this complicated dreamLet the sky linger melancholy and never turn it off again The pondering streams from emotions...

I had not contrived to perceive the hypnosis of her eyes, thoughAnd her sumptuous voice sailed straight to the bottom of my heart Suddenly I am dropped in her enchantment of blossom all at onceA billion notions to paraphrase her sublime beauty but where to start Her...

Her lips hit the waves in the air to summon the universe all at onceDuck her name, she insists, but how is it plausible to hide her appeal Her cheeks gleam like lava floats in the snow, moving divinely marvelousFlawless beauty beaming through her neck gliding...

The recollections I remained with are growing tired now everydayThe air I breathe in still carry your scent or at least the remnants For each minute had I lived beyond me to stay as tall as I couldDays didn't belong to me neither did the nights...

I don't care if you are illiterate enough to recognize feelings and emotions I don't care if you are so numb to acknowledge my passionate magnetism I don't also care if you are so vicious and awkward that you were not courageous enough to nurture my...

Yellow leaves falling from the trees lining up the streets at onceDreams crumble like paper in the wind with your eyes wide open The birds you see in this second, flying away in freedoms of their ownAll the joys in the world packed in the spirits,...