The Thing That Hidden
what shall I do,
when my love is possessed by your life,
it’s surrounding all over me like an air’s embrace,
it’s intoxicate me like a liquor.
although it’s torture me also,
because your heart is deep like an abyss,
and I powerless to go down there.
on this moment time,
I’m at the end of my tether to reach your soul,
indicate your mark, please,
before you shows your true shape,
I’m spunk less to show mine.
what shall I do,
when my heart is like an vulnerable ivory,
and it’s prepares only for you.
