A setting Golden flare,
Rays piercing through curtains,
Like a soul note sent by the God,
To lessen the nasty burdens.
Pleasing Dusk was my destiny
Revealing the truths of life despite
By Opening those doors of window
And breathing under the starry night.
A silver cresent in the black sea above
Lightening the darkness in my heart
Ceasing the bleeding wounds by your healing aura,
A promise I make that will never fall us apart.
A cool Breeze...