This saga follows
the stargazing of one...

You own your breath,
talking to dust adrift...

Your lips start
quivering, when I touch your...

Lunatic will
not go for adultery, like...

Who was honest to
toes, to take a flight...

Adoration short of
consonants, was a sin...

Ready to barter my
last wish with your tulips...

Reaching the end of
life, are you ready to listen...

Your memory returns
to listen to waterfall...

Dying inch by inch
to catch you between the poems...

Don't read;
feel the words. They weep...

Space versus time.
You blend in my singularily...