This is Love 

Work : Edy Samudra Kertagama 

Don't remember that hug, when we were in the rain. because he had long buried his dreams in a barren desert that no longer bloomed. 

You can just count how many stars there are when the sky is dark just to remember if we ever walk along the road to look for a place where we will later sow seeds there. 

In the past, I once picked a flower for a dowry in a hundred love poems, even though I thought it was too romantic and vain. 

Oh, is this love when wisdom is always questioned then it becomes a dream, while I have been so secretly in love with you, when the light has long gone, then sleep falls into silence. 

Lampung-Indonesia, 2025