You seem to move so easy,
Flaunting so much simplicity.
It's so natural for you,
To do your own way.
Without hypocrisy,
You made me fly away.
Like a wimp feather,
I was blown by your temper.
But liken a sweet dream,
I saw your face everywhere.
I am struggling
To get out from this feeling.
But its my greatest joy
To be with you this night.
To count all the stars
And see the blue moon smile above.
This my secret fantasy
Locked up in my heart and soul.
(11/03/04. 9: 00 p.m)
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