SPINNER OF YARNS

Wined sky...

Just as your eye

Makes me a sot

The unfettered vagrant 

Shambling through the streets

As I saw your smile

Watching the utopian lucid dream

As the opium reflected your gaze

Tasting the epitome of delirium

Zephyr blowing from space

Makes me a mad woman

I ain't regret too

 __Anz'ere__