Is she a wild dream?

Just that a better little world of happiness exist somewhere else, here i am able to feel the changing stroke of sensation. Holding the little pile of lump sugar with salty teary eyes trying to rebel against the law of nature. Today , i realize the only good human being is one hidden somewhere in the corner of the better world. The more i tried to know, the far she tried to find a reason to go away. After the sunset and before the pre dawn, she squeezed my nerve and forced me to cock a dooodle-doo doodle-doo.

In the teeth of every difficulty, wearing the cotton of loyalty and obedience, with her dangerous character, inspire my inner being and reveal the secret of hidden self.


From the bitterly hard weather to the sweet soft weather, she broke down all my negative senses into a positive one.huh.......!!!!!!!!!!!

In the dark of every midnight, wearing the petals of sweetness and happiness, with her charming character, inspire my inner being and reveal the secret of hidden self.

Is she a wild dream ? or is she a graceful dream ?


iti........