Exaggeration amazingly splashes out,
when Too Comfortable starts dancing in the night
when the dazzling Blue Moon sits passionately on the smooth sky
Cuddling each other, feel the touch harder
Control runs, wrecks its own Velvet Silk to devour the deep blue sea
when the wind deliberately embraces the sand on the seashore
Thought should not stay too long.
The Troops of Ticking Clock have to drag her back to the back side of the mountain
Then she could breathe the smell of the Mind and let the Stream stares at her when she wakes up in the morning.
