Clover hands grasp
Temptation a las
Come, my oasis paradise
The blooming golden age
The calamity of beauty
Can you Dream of brisk lavender petals?
My hands covered in sequins
My mouth gorges chocolate towers
Once, the moon set
Once, a bottle collided with the wind
Once, my rope lifted
Once, I ran
Surrounded,
Yet free
My society in shambles
I'm tasting the bittersweet reality
I feel a poignant lover behind me
Blissful hatred - starry night filled with threats
Crowded in an empty space
Shut ourselves in
Distance perceived
My oasis of loneliness perceived
Feeling lonely, yet you live in abundance, love, light, and happiness, you still do you not feel satisfied.
