Funky saxophone in the background
90 words per minute on the keyboard
Grey walls, grey sheets
Loving home with jazzy-pop beats
Hazy moon but clear sun,
Charming, caring, dignified, and fun
Disappears for a fortnight
Keeps me waiting, makes me fight
Three years make the waiting progressively heighten
A decade can turn a gnat into a titan
If you think that my heart won't shatter
Ten cups in an ocean still matter.
Immortal Essence 