A fear always lurks. What
were the consensual sins? Alchemy
has failed. Mouth opens for bread.
In memory of you,
life does not remain mine. Scars turn
green. Moon bleeds for one moment of love.
Bitterness has taken
away the joy of resistance for
not needing any protection of shrines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sacrifice in love makes pure relation and pure relation can live anywhere anytime