I walk through the coridor
Looking, finding interesting things
Killing time is my hobby.

One night,
I can't sleep.

I walk and look
Just to **** sometime.
Then I saw something that will **** me
instead of time.

I run through the coridor,
My heart beating faster
than it should.

I ask my self,
What is it that I felt that way.

I turn back and see.

though it meters away
HER beauty never swayed away.

All I can say to  myself is,
I found thy dream of dreams
of every man.

She has white glowing skin,
Her face is like a peach,
Her eyes is like heavens.

Her walk makes clouds below,
It felt my eyes zooming
of amazement.

I heared her voice loughing,
its like a music from heaven.

yeah! there it is,
a music...

turn to rock music?

oh heaven hears me,
I slept at the coridor,
time kills me.

Everything was just a dream.
I walk to my room
and sleep.

Wondering where dream brings me.