Written October 2000:
Kiss my Dream land and make it paradise,
The sun of which rises when you open your Eyes.
The moon of which shines when it looks at you,
The flowers like Diamond covered with Dew
Come my Love your Romeo is bleeding,
For thou presence he is waiting.
Waiting and ever giving up faith in you,
For your kiss; the moments are few.
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