My sleep is like a dream peddler, someone has come to take it away
he wasn’t supposed to run away like a convict
It meant to be…
after sitting face to face and reading the correct calculation
lying in the color like butterfly wings
we will see the green island in the blue sleep.
Just as the first rain cloud absorbs the soil, plants, and grass neighbors,
we will sit face to face and finally suck up all juices.
The sleep like dream peddler will call loudly
so I keep all the doors wide open
I stay alert… I whisper to the birds
that stay awake at night
The sleep like dream peddler
suddenly does not come again
to soak the land of shimmering mirage
in the guise of a swimmer.
: Motivation : 