Past and Future
I will dance
I am a flower on top of your hand
and I noticed.
I am afraid that you are reading my face
how I love you.
I want to be expressionless
and leave the situation in stride.
I do not want to be a slave of love
because it can not hurt too much.
It hurts the feeling of it anyway
how I love again
I got the shackles of the ankles?
Uncertainty creates troubled
feeling restless legs
visit. Now is the calm feeling of peace
a woman's face showing.
The reality is
a weak moment, I wind vane
at the mercy of the wind-like.
I walk like a blind chicken grains