Wind blowing curtains
Rain invites itself in
I will tell you the past~ secret
Of my lover and me....
One night while he played the piano....
I looking for poetry
Fell to the sea.
My lover distraught , a couple of hours
after....forever went to sleep.
He accepted the invitation
to come inside the night and
Eternally ride with me.
Centuries have passed.
We are in his mansion near the sea.
I, still looking for poetry
He, still plays the piano...
We'll always be there. My lover and me.
And if you go out into a rainy night
When thundering and lightning
Are shaking the still....
You will hear the piano playing
The perfume of jasmines will fill the wind
You've gone too deep inside the
rainy night~
You will see the SPECTRES of my lover
and me.

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