~ Let the rain comes and wash away my fears ~

The line on your face carved by nature

Pronounced things I never can measure

The smile on your face is my hidden treasure

What goes between the lines, abysmal of thoughts!

And if dust triggers or covers this whoop

We will disintegrate and burn into loop

Higher and higher ashes will bloom…

And we will wait for the rain with our closed eyes

Or let the drop fizzle every teary eyed

We will sit around the corner and wait for the dawn

Heard it happens when every coin turned