And say what you see
When they realize
They are looking at me
I look in your eyes
And feel that you
Make them shine
As a king star…
Look in my eyes
And you will see
Your face lighting up
To a moon unknown
I can read your wings
Beautiful butterflies
My God what a beautiful image
But tormenting
I'm yours but I cannot be
She is mine but nobody can know
Love I forbid you
I do not want to…
"The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion." - Albert Einstein
Listening to Miles Davis and Milt Jackson Quintet - "Bitty Ditty"
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