Moon was climbing
down the stairs for the...
To understand the body,
smeared with ash...
In black sun
and white night...
When sun was
preparing to die, why...
Do trees quiver
in dark at night...
Read me if you
care. I am going to...
Was there any
time space to recuperate...
Not sensual.
Searching you in daffodils...
Becoming was
eggs walk. You were...
Whispers echo in the vast expanse,
I gaze above, feeling the cosmic dance...
I sit beneath the stars,
The cityscape in sight...
Oh, the breezes of spring rejuvenate,
Warmth seeps into every stone...