- twin mirrors -

                             ...my journey leads through the occult land

                                 of your mystical, foreign continent, 

                                 a shockingly truthful real quest

                                 of unconditional, true confidence,

                                I drift above venerable mountain 

                                peaks, girdle with gentle poesy,

                                where virgin forests of past's haunting djinns

                                are hiding a warrior's doubts and fears, 

                                I'm flying aslant, the spoken thoughts sunny 

                                tableland, river of enlightened 

                                philosophy is rolling soundly under me,

                                with a shallow gulf tract, created by laughter,

                                with deep, stern tarns, like the distal

                                miracle mirrors of fairy yarns,

                                when i look into your soul's crystal,

                                see myself beautiful every time,

                                the relieved verity have a slight sigh,

                                familiar scars get an unknown light,

                                silently taming the painful past,

                                since you project yourself onto my life...