I live in the world Where words flow In the rivers; I live in the world Where words rain

Life is More or less Like the paintings Of Vincent— Mysterious,

Upon The darkling sky Scattered with million stars I solemnly Was walking there.

I see words Floating on the rivers So I love siting aside of river; I see words On the every leaves

Gracy’s world and ECZ’s world Are diverged out of limit Now; The air ‘at palpate the jo of mine Will no more come to touch me; Innocent mind of mine

Atween Gracy an’ I, There was a bridge. A bridge of feelings That was fabricat’d by Merging our feelings

The world is full of lovers; But——Except on the tongue, We can find love nowhere. The world is full of scholars But——Except on the certificates,

Let the strands of moon Fall on the snowy moons of yours. While the Lunatic wolfs, From the distant hills, hauling at the Moon.

Shoving All the expired dreams Inside the blazing hearth, I am shuffling Slowly and slowly

Tell me babe What should I say To those innocent feeling Who are waiting you Placing their chin