i like triangles on your hand,
i like your smile. non-artificial.
but you did left declaring end.
for me this end too superficial.
i'm seeing dreams about you.
in world of dreams you like me too.
I liked to be there but i knew
it's just a dream and nothing true.
In all of places in the world
with you i would prefer to be
don't think i ever can be bored.
in any state just you i want to see.
i like triangles on your hand
and you. with all you are.
don't know what is this, but not end.
it's something different and bizarre.