Me – the rudiments (dropped to Earth)
falling into decay in all-white
wearing brown.
They said and we use the model
to follow ourselves.
We are guilty of our Fresh Souls
both you and me
they grew up in the beautiful world,
sullied by fake people,
too naive weakness,
too strong love
and the world blissful like a handful of fern
me and you
we have been and we have created
the future
captivated? Too happy
to forget
to love each other.

Fallen out with each other’s...reflection

Kitty!
Warm loneliness
cold death

Me, the fallen angel, who pursues the happiness
You, the woman, who gives me the goal of
returning to my kingdom.

I would like to kiss You, the not-seen-everyday,
I would like to worship You, my unreciprocated Goddess,
I miss Your smile
This is my last breath...
...let me Dance with You
This is the last wish of beauty,
Let me dream of You
Since You are a beauty
And my love in nothingness lasts FOR EVER.