They're truly close but
they never reach out or say...

There is a calm in
the water that would never...

We are still here yet
none could outlast the flow of...

We're the very where
where now and here, then and there...

This moment that past
is the best of what could be...

Your smile,
the white queue of musical tone...

Your breasts are
mountain haves of honey and zest...

Looking for a poetical moments I searched...
but I have found nothing...

I am
like a buried faithful seed...

Our death is intended
Unless we prove otherwise...

The landscape is as large as a leaf.
Life is as darling...

Snowman, melting frost
Time is the perfection lost...