Your clattering heart stands like a tower clock; your heart beats like a bouquet of roses for others! You fade yourself into the tempting moment if you can’t take care of yourself anymore! In the morning, you sip the drunken sediment of ash-flavored coffees so you can safely return from the land of hibernators! You can’t even understand yourself: a sudden force is pulling inward, maybe it’s hardly communicable anymore!

You can still try to move from the chambers of forgetful yesterday to the overcrowded everyday! With a panting rush, you can hardly move yourself on the spiral trajectory that has been pushing you away from the funnel edge of the chasms designated for you, you are forced to look wolf-eyed away until you become more distant and more disbelieving!
 
Every lived pile of visions can break into you in heavy debris, your only thing could be to pick out the more valuable ones; everyday life can look like a silent puppet wrapped in a blanket! With the brush of your eyelash, you are constantly trying to imagine yourself in the other place: will your desire to create ******* remain hopeless ?!

The scooter of the Universe dances around you like a big bang, when only a radiantly exotic pair of eyes winkes at you; and you can easily lose confidence in yourself, because it is rare for beautiful Lady Angels to be honored at any time with their gaze! As a wordless, orphaned little boy, you stumble idle like swallowing a stick or making a bell; and if it came to you soundless as Light, through the praying words of someone's secret telepathies, the throbbing argument of your loyalty as a rustling source would still unite.