Back at home
In my solitude
Finding me all alone
Someone quietly sneaks in
Playing with my eyes and ears
To remind our sweet and sour past.
On my way
As I walk alone
A gentle breeze touches
With so familiar fragrance
And I perceive footsteps behind
As if someone is quietly following
To rewind our sweet and sour past.
For a moment
A figura emerges
And I am totally lost in
A fairy charm, angelic grace
A subtle and sublime fragrance
Soon to realize the virtual reality -
I was under the spell of
Her poignant memories and thoughts.
