Transparent water bottles
smell of fresh books...
    The rambling inside you continued,
while you sat in that square room...
    “your clavicle is the horizon
I always swim towards...
    Always think of you
When I see their colorful...
    plump dumplings simmer
warm food fills my stomach...
    Yet again she wanders 
over pale yellow petals...
    I always dreamed that
in the mountains, I would...
    I’ve been addicted 
to words since...
    Darkness
Reveal the light...
    I've built sculptures
out of daydreams...
    So one look at the bottle 
I decided now is the time...
    I live in color...
vivid shades that design my day...