. .. Kiss The Baby Sky ..

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Flowers blooming splendidly, this place where even the wind is sweet is just a dream. If I am with you, no matter where I am, my heart flutters as the images come back to me.

I’m drunk on you, leaning on a distant scent. Leaving time behind, looking at you. When the white moon rises, I look at you reflected in the moon.

My days and nights are all you, you fill them in (without a gap). Every breath I hear makes me think that it’s you.

Paint it in more, in stronger colors. This night is spreading deeper inside of me so I cannot escape. I close my eyes and look for you within myself. I get drunk, even drunker. I want to fall deeper into this dream. You come to me and sink into only me.

Speaking of that night makes a deep read camellia that looks like you jealous. Your sweet lips shining blindingly bring forth waves in my sleeping heart.

Even peaches that are not quite ripe are sweet. Underneath the fluttering flower petals I follow the trailing ends of your silk clothes and pull you into my arms. I know your breathing too well. You blow into me, and I fall into my dreamlike imagination.

My days and nights are all you. It’s like my swaying heart will be infatuated by your strong scent.

Paint it in more, in stronger colors. This night is spreading deeper inside of me so I cannot escape. I close my eyes and look for you within myself. I get drunk, even drunker. I want to fall deeper into this dream. You come to me and sink into only me.

All the empty spaces inside of me are filled in. The colors dyed by you are faint and shine blindingly. It’s beautiful, warm, and mystifying. 

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