Began to fly from the high Ferris wheel and fountain.
Benches in the park and tramps sleeping on them.
In the suburbs full of wheat, there is a neat wheat harvest.
When I passed by, they greeted me, looked at me and looked at the sunflower farther away.
Sunflowers stare at the sun.
I leave
I fantasize that the river is at the highest point in the Alps.
Turn of heaven and earth
Clouds watched me born and walked through the rolling mountains.
Through the lavender dusk
Leave the cold blue morning air
I will see someone by my side.
He will ask me: where are you going?
I don't know.
I'll tell him.
I fantasize about this world, and I am this ellipse.
There are trees, flowers, grass, rabbits and groundhogs.
There are many lives breathing.
Breathe at the same frequency as my breath.
But I will feel different breath.
Affect my pulse.
So I also fantasize about love, when I fantasize.
There is another fantasy.
Fantasy is my unique fantasy.
But I can also share it with you
My imagination