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