Bed of Proses.

lvi.

i belong to you

this night -
is a starry one,
and every people here,
are wearing their perfect smiles,
isn't the party was cool,
for an indie record like me?
and if you think the same too,
would you ran away with me?

don't worry -
i have the keys for a car,
together with these maps,
they'll bring us distant far,
but someday -
you'll miss your home,
'til one day,
i'll roam the world alone.

there's no regrets,
but i'll never forget,
and i will play your favorite song,
while i am writing this poem,
and God knows i want to,
dying if i belong to you.

in a room full of art,
i still looking at you,
and my most favorite part -
is the battle i choose.

in a room full of books,
i keep finding on you,
and if you could only knew,
darling, i belong to you.