Your sense of presence
Swarms around me
Hold it there for a moment  
Let me indulge in the phantasm of
you merging into me, spiritually

In reverie to the particles that transmit your fragment
Nearly surrendered
Torpefy the passage of time
I'm counting on it to lead me to you

In the gravityless field
Like a dusty bursting cloud
We begin

In the southern Milky Way
You decide to collapse with my day
In a binary pair system
You and I go astray

In a distance within a cluster
We gravitate in a mutual orbit
With wrongdoing and rightdoing we linger
But the fire decides to stay

As our heat moves outward
Our hidden affair expands
We use up all our love fuel
Like a high star mass we explode
A supernovae self destroyed
Leaving a neutron star to our end

I've been thinking about you
Don't leave me, unknown
I've always strived to see your shadow against a white wall
Don't leave me, unknown
When the sun rise up above us
When the moon shies off underneath our blankets
We own it, love
Don't leave me alone
I've been thinking about you

When I look at the sun, I see you
When I gaze at the moon I see you again
I went to the beach to wash you off
But the waves blown your scent in contrary
To whom do I return to, since you frame all nature
To whom do I run to, when all the ways lead to you

I'll bring light to your cave through my shadows
Guid your blinded steps
Read to you with my dyslexic tongue
I, my dear self
Will do that secretly until you see light
Until you see me

I met the stygian nights
I asked them about love
They chirped your name
while the distance cried psithurism on your absence

I fall like a little drop in my coffee
drawn like a diffusing smoke in the air
Take away the scent of cigaret off my lunges
I don't want to smell like her

I fall asleep like a little child in my fantasy
Dream when I wake up and not at all asleep
Wake me up, let me see the other side
He might have missed me more than her

Among the fake ones and the extreme
Lost within minimalism's dream
I tried to find you
Among the talks and whispers
But there were no sign of you
I ketp walking
Among the kings and the citizens
You might be the boy who works for them
I started crawling
From the sun to the moon
Among the breezes of darkness
Between the moist in the sand
Between the gap of each dying star
Between the splashes of thundered billows
In the sandstorms of my own heart
I found you
You were there, my darkest weather
Watching over me
all along

I was once a naive
Today I'm a warrior
I walked in the battlefield unarmed
Today I crawl with broken barrier

I was once a mooncalf
I lend my sword to another
Said the scabbard was lost
I, the new scabbard was to be

I was once a dancer
Today I'm the theatre
I was the rhythmic flute
Today I cry on my own melody

I was once the sun
Today I'm not even the moon
To all planets I sent light
Today I'm them, black skies

I was once the caducity
Today I'm the equestrian
Before I fell off the saddle
Now I pull back the reins

Conflated afore
Twofold elation
Betimes for melancholia
Insentient erewhile
Heretofore
We love semovedly
Together nowise
Enow

For my own good
I do not speak to you
And for my own taste
I'll continue not to

Paradisal everything is
Yet nearly impossible
Prove it to me that paradise exists with you just like the paradisiac moonlight tonight

I fantasize your
entity
with your scent
but as your scent's dwindles
I go to sleep

For some reason I cannot see you hurt
For that I'm ready to collect you
And if your sadness scatter you, my heart will fall on the ground
For the fact it cannot bare the weight of both sadness
I will still carry you and scatter into pieces instead
And I, out of happiness, will cry
For the fact I can still want to carry you

In the stars that lay beneath your skin
I struggle defining the beauty of what's above

In the seabed that is buried within your bones
I drown in the surface of a touch

In the confusion that blazes in your heart
I swirl until ignited in the thought of you

Is it poetry?
Or the result of our hidden resentments?

In the darkest sights
My heart throbs like stones crushing on earth,
and my spontaneity, flows like *water

I find your strength within your weakness,
and your spontaneousness stutters in the melody of your lisps.

I find the power in your unspoken favorite flavor,
and the taste leaks from a puncture of your unconscious gesture.

I find your pain in the discourse of your taciturn glance,
and your fear preserved with the muscles of your midnight beard.

I find a lot in the nothingness in your insolvent pocket,
I find joy, glamour and an **ignited cello.