true love

one second ago, two high-flying hearts.see the beauty world, making the heart carried. and brought my sybaritic there mirage world-spoiled by my taste and the high flying carried by the atmosphere. from the corner of my eye, the heart began to awake. whispering in his ear, trying to remember all. and Build me from my dreams I cramped in the corner and out of virtual reality,and Build me from my sweet dreams,, my imagination ran panting from a sense that I have to limit. and you offer a sense of love in the heart. I do not know what to do for that dream or a reality and distinguish the taste and atmosphere in order to love or real love.>and Build me from the embryo of me, do not ever let go of me to drown in my dreams.