years ago, I met a stranger I accompanied her, we had different eyes But, the same set of dreams the way we smiled was different But how we cried was same On an anonymous day I found myself alone with cold heart I was not with her, I touched myself I was dreamless I wandered, she forgot me or I forgot her Finally I knew we forgot the dreams Three years later, The stranger is back in town on a delighted dusk. Destiny docked with the same sets of dreams that we had forgotten years ago I wish this night not to be over……….. 8/22/2005, 7:34 AM