The Lost In Touch
Lowering my eyes in these Wondry hills
I loathe myself in lies
Seeing a dark tree and a plain surroundings
I feel myself thinking
Letters, Letters! Were O those awesome words
that you sweet girl tried throw me these summer curse?
Realizing your vivid tender curl
as soft silent noise occurs
a voice will speaks so whole
'When did I comprehend you?
why do i miss you?
Steel my heart is,
It melts in the sights of you
Live or die, come what may'
Then I'll say
I miss you amidst this air kiss
while I'm in my fantasizing dreading wish.