Tumultuous thoughts, away

Written by: George Zamalea



	Come, ghost mine, just for a minute
Let us dance you and I between the waves and the dwindled
	Feather of a dream.
In this narrowed path where the stars and the night
	Will flow through our skins. 

Come, my journey!
I remember you, and you are the only 
		One who had made me cry a hundred of miles away 
			By the unholy despair.