For all time,
the rain was pouring—yet I stayed dry...

So deep in my ears
there is a song...

Love is a line between two points.
Love is the force to erase that line...

Chasing herself as
fast as running from herself...

A taint of red rose
illuminates...

You cannot help yourself
being beautiful...

My soul is so tempered and tamed
in that temple of a little bloom...

When the truth is not lonely!
When the truthful is not one and only...

A bloom
is a testament to fire...

Omnipresence is weaved
when the threads of time entwine...

Edited
How life and death...

You would never be lost
if you find...