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

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

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

Your memory returns
to listen to waterfall...

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

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

Adoration short of
consonants, was a sin...

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

Lunatic will
not go for adultery, like...

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

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

This saga follows
the stargazing of one...