Today I woke up, same like every night
Mesmerised by dreams so bright
Chasing strangers that I don't know
But convinced they'll help me grow

A stranger's arm on my shoulder
What is in the eyes of the beholder?
I forgot, forgot that I must not
Blot my lips in the blind spot

And life can be ever so simple
In the depth of the child's dimple
The God of Wine succumbs to frenzy
With libido levels rising immensely

Still young enough to lie and deny
Too indifferent to even heave a sigh
Hopeful for the days yet to come
But leaving things unsaid, undone

Ready to simplify this life's motion
By adding value to my only notion
Of facilitating the itinerary
I am ready

P-chan (c) 2012

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