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