Thinking of you...

When I think of you ...
dried leaf become more fragrant
and wild storms become tiny pat on me.


When I dream of you...
the sharpen stones on my way become shining sands
the broken pieces of my mind become glittering stars


When I touch you...
the shining dimples in your cheek
become golden clues
the greedy rosy lips become shivering pegs of wines
and I cant tell you more and more
i want to keep those close to my heart, my mind