A storm of anger rose in my heart.
I dwelled with the dilemma of the unknown until you came.
You fed me magical stardust, you soothed my pathetic gloomy face.
You forced a wet kiss on my fractured lips and a winter of tears inside my craving heart.
My sweetheart calmed me, waked me, and set me free. Humans, where do your sweethearts nap? Where are they?
Wake them up, let the streams of love rush into this ignored waste.

Artwork by guy Denning