January in Dili

Let’s the screen is rising up, I would crossing across the island and the seas, fetching my love, my soul mate who left behind in Timor Lorosae. Your waves was roaring, beating the beach when your eyes call may soul. Your sea becomes blue, hugging the sand when your fragrant breath says my name.

The two skies have been blended on the horizon.

Two boats has been anchored at the dock of love.

January in Dili, I have never thought love was blooming. January soon be passed and crashed my love. January in Dili, more warm in memory. Wait for me to come back to take your love.

Your yellow moon knocking a night. Your tender fingers touch my soul. Your refraction starlight coloring lifes, and the warmth of your lips kissed my heart.

Your love, Timor Lorosae. My love, Timor Lorosae...