To be her Lover
you must rediscover...

I am from an ocean beyond your eyes,
_ that is why your eyes are beckoning me...

_Why does the dead fish still poke on the unbitten...
years after, where the bait and the fish himself...

Did you know,
the whole world is an exhibition...

You are the balm—
meant to mend...

To my little niece
I miss you from the bottom of my heart...

Time is spiral film
a reel...

I shall be forever unrecognized.
I shall forever be...

I did not just fall in love with you
I remembered you...

This is the time
to say goodbye to sobriety...

How life and death are
clinging on to each other...

There is someone out there
who reads all my poems...