Try harder my dear
With your capable hands of a rake,
But you can't remove
The honey-white roots of grasses
...
There was never
A collision
Between the little hearts
Of a liberated heart
...
You are running faster
With your ears shut by deaf happiness.
Body penetrates
The translucent landscape of air,
...
Whenever the latitudes
Of your earth
Cross my longitudes,
Life plays
...
The darkest wind of winter
Combs the leafy bodies of pine trees.
Their green edges of sharpness,
Shiver like the tattered page
...
Bereft I am
Of hope, of love
Bereft of everything
The all I had have.
...
Why your memory keeps bugging me all the night?
Why I see you in front of me when you are out of sight?
Why my silly heart beats in the name of your?
Without you honey how can I find a cure?
...