Yearning

When the memories come back
There is a bitter laugh
There is a sweet longing
The longing that took me
To my imaginary room
This paper represents a million feelings of dreams
The hugged high and then returned to the earth
Let it flow without a limiting edge
Such a sense without pause
And missed without meeting
Then there was the longing at the end of the pen
Embroider all the flakes in the past
Bitter sweet and grief
Hugging each other in a piece of paper
Not for anyone and not for a question
Just a funny feeling
That suddenly appeared
Then there's miss there
Desire is not proprietary