we spend all of these nights in your dark room, while the sun of you heart is going down in a slow mode, talking about our fears, thinking about what?
my memories and your words get fuse in a love aura, changing dark to pink in a cycle
making something in this atmosphere
states of mind, words going ups and downs, feeling and emotions being solved in a minute
this celestial sky is shining more than the usual, and the cycle of colors turn into rainbow scene
