Thoughts
Within the corridor of the heart, trembling with sleep
The watchman of the Seven Seas is like a light gesture.
Unrestricted sentiments play out across the mind
Rareness is spread in the arms of darkness.
Find here and there so it's back to the speediness again
The decorated gardens were surrounded by solitude.
When to lose the wealth of desire to float in water of eyes
Looking up at the night sky so hoping to get back.