Your acting was so perfect that I understand
It's been a long time since I got up
Love was your game
Every vein in my veins is on edge
The energy of youth was awakened on the edge
In the morning
When you are barefoot, barefoot, swinging
The soft dew on the grass tips in the house
If you go back
I am still watching with fascinated eyes more
It's not broken, I'm looking at it
I am sitting in awe at the window
If you come back again
I am mad, I am speechless, I am silent, I am
Poetic, I am not a poet