Like a white scarf
My soul floated in the air
Moving weightlessly
Following the paths of the winds
Watching the sceneries down
Sooner I traced you
From amid the cottony clouds
Your squeezed look at me, sharp
Penetrated through me
Carving a heart in red
At the middle of my lining chest
My wandering soul found its way final
Falling down in to your arms open
Warm luring and gentle…
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