i
a  m
positive
that   you
are  made  of
s  t   a  r   d  u  s  t
and  water  balloons,
oil  pastels  and  the
collecti­on          of
settled     sugar
at             the
b o t  t o m
of      my
c u p s
o     f
t e a

I laugh, I cry, I even cuss
I throw the words out in the lust.
you have to stay, don't go away.
Embrace me like in the first day.
I am not lost,
Remember that...
I've found you out in the dust
You're hurting and seamed lost.
I care, I kiss, I even love.
But in the end
You choose to die.
You choose to go away
'cuz you don't have for what to stay.

let's walk straight to one another
and stop to admire our tender smiles
who cannot fairly describe our happy faces
and wonder eyes.
let's not get into thinking
to see people are watching live
our first meeting in the center of the town.
let's unite our shaking hands
and experience our first touch
why am I thinking this is so intimate.?
one step forward, you want me close
one step forward, I want you closer.
let's enjoy the joy and the feeling of first class love.
let's move our bodies until we become the perfect one.
let's not rush the first kiss. let's breath the same air
with bonded foreheads and closed eyes
until we stop the slowly shaking
and move slowly back and forth, left and right
so we create our distinct ride.
a ride of dance of love and joy,
a ride of dance of beliefs and dreams
a ride of dance of truth sincere
so let's dance until we'll have a place to be
happy old in love evergreen.