Exchange of Sparkles.

In a bunch of blurred people, you exclusively shine.

The breeze is running fast, music irrevocably fine.

In this moment, when I stare at you through dark,

The sparkles on your face bring sparkles on mine!



The Radiant Walk.


She beams like an innocent child,

As I stare into her shining eyes.

She smiles like a blithe little girl,

Away from the land of desolating lies.

I would walk with her under the moon’s silver,

While the gloom of the dark night slowly dies.