Confusing Fusion
Tied on the roof of choice
The view focused on the coming and going
Numb of listening to prosperity, outnumbered by the noise
Can not understand, ones own soaring
The only moving by the shadow, crept by the suns shine
The resurrecting rain - stays rejected
Broader winds, do not blow over the existence line
Yet, the clouds form a path, to be reacted
Only awaken by the sweetness of night
With the hope, to get injected, by the balancing insulin
The daughters’ princess can not understand the gogols’ sight
Invoking with the thought, one got lost, the last time, on its perfume