the art of loving is hard to finish
too many sing with internet
to attack their greeds to fill
in spite of disaster. To see love.

love nothing
nothing love
all value through
the love,
your love.

he was quick to anger,
he had a loud voice,
and liked books and music alone
he was weak,
he disliked money,
and hated excessive interference.

Then he started working and marriage life
several decades have passed.

now, he quietly gets angry
only when necessary,
he enjoys cleaning buildings,
he doesn't get sick,
he accepts attention and consideration,
and writes poetry
with a broad mind and does his best.

who knows life
and show life?

who can see the mountain
and move a mountain?

who can touch a desert
and make it bloom?

controlling all these things

hot with water
cools like water
flows like water

it is red love
like blood
a love that waxes and wanes.

if we are living human
we inevitably have a new traveling
every seconds eye lights
on the events

joy, sorrow, longing and hiding
unrealizing messages
from your love

the love is our all
even if we are walking into the water
struggling with silence of silences
war, violent, depression
of self-pride and shameless

empty of emptinenesses of the world
instead of love's word
is approaching like rainbow
of cant fluff
at village, a very small village

overflowing streets and home
especially schools
i want to write continually
but typewriter ink out.

dark green
green
pale orange
in
ping pong ball Seed
round
shiny
hard and
and tender love
Avocado, your beauty
from the Cenozoic to now
sweet
savory and
tangy
tasteless but
best unripe flavors
cures the inflammation of pain
incomparable
my love, I love you

without you by my side
I can fall asleep,
and wake up without you?

my love, Avocado.

a person with dementia
act like a person has the dementia
but they don't have dementia

proclaim strongly

dementia is a disease and can be healing

look at them.