Rowing a boat toward anti-current of the river,
A little is also much but rest should be never.
Stepping upon the snow desert, oh! That shivers.
Tears crystallized but still remain as dreamers.
Far and future, still may be the alike.
An untouched heart waits, enduring fanlike.
A flash after, love will up then that was.
Descending does not live, no bias 'twas.
Perpetuity is an identity of love inside.
Missing, no doubt kills, keeping soul aside.
Closing stage is not the panic and fear.
A sound "I love you" is only the need, dear.
