There’s melody suitable for dancing.
A melody looking at you must be unforgettable to me.

Dance!
Run!
That melody, run!
Life is just one!
Life is so precious!

There’s a dance suitable only for you.
There’s a melody suitable only for you.
There’s a dance suitable only for a melody.
There’s a lyric suitable only for a melody.
There’s a lyric suitable to be sung only for a person.
There’s a song with a lyric suitable only for you.

Person is singer.
Singer is song.
That melody is just you.
That dancing is belonging to only you.
A song runs anytime along you.
That’s why I love that song.
Your soung sung by you turns out to be my song.

You make me know and feel irreplaceable song for you.
You are the song.
You are the song for you.
As if you are own song, a song to me which is your heart melts my heart.
Own song must be along own lyric.
Own lyric must be along own singer.
Own heart, own melody, own rhythm, own dance.

Dancing makes you own melody, own lyric.
Own melody, own lyric, own rhythm all is only you, you and me, you and me now, you and me the future.

, you and me, you and me now, you and me the future.

You are the lyric, me either.
You are the melody, me either.
You are the rhythm, me either.
Your own rhythm makes me my own rhythm.
Own rhythm is suitable only to a dance.
Dancing melody runs along you.
That dancing is my poem.
Poem makes song, your dancing song runs along me.
A poem makes a song, one of your dancing runs along one of me.

I am you, you are me.
It makes us a dancing melody.
It runs along you, you run a song, you run along me, I run along you, along your song.
You run along me.
We are a song, song is dance, dance is life, life means truth.
Truth runs along you and me.
Truth has own dance. That dance melody is own, that melody in dance is you.

You are along me.
You and I are the truth.

Truth runs.
Truth makes shine comes to us.

We are the song with own melody, it could turn out to another, but song is song.
We are the dance with own melody, own rhythm, own lyricl, own singer, own landscape.

Sound is landscape, it of mind.
Mind is dance, melody, rhythm, lyricl, singer, song to me and you.

Dance is truth.
Truth is love.

Love is dance, melody, rhythm, and ruuning.
Running means meaning.
A dance is a love, means own love, but own love, own poem, own lyric, own melody is universal, the matter shared to anybody.

Meaning trusts word.
Word is world.
World means you and me.
Word means you and me.

I need my dancing melody.
Dancing melody makes my mind, my mind is yours.
You need own rhythm and lyric.

All is one.
One is absolute.
Absoluteness is constant dancing.
Dancing melody runs along you.
Your dance is my love.
My love is you.
You and me, is the truth, that’s all.

(Feb. 13th. 2019)
(to be continued)