A Paper Dropped
From Her Softy Hand
She Went Out From The Restaurant Quickly
I Thought The Paper Is A Perfume Love Letter
She Lift Her Red Fustian A Little
And My Eyes Like Her Thigh Never Seen
There Was A Lovely Nevi As Stars In The Sky
She Catches A Long Cigarette
She Sat Opposite Of Me
When I Was Stealing My Copybook’s Virginity
She Gifted From Her Eyes A Kiss To Me
I Thought It’s To Someone Else
My Sorrow Never Dry
Happiness Try
Always Loser
Why My Hopes Shy?
When I Open My Eye
My Luck Said Good Bye
Between Me And The Door
There Is Abyss Like Tie
Come With Me To The Moon
I Will Not Be Afraid From Dark
Come With Me To The Sun
I Will Not Be Afraid From Burn