In your smudged memories
I live, blurring my sceneries
My heart cradles yesterday's thorns
While foregoing tomorrow's blooms

In broken dream's firefly space
I still feel your burning embrace
In empty slots of cloudy welkin
I still have your thoughts spell in

In your plentiful unsaid promises
I've built love's fantasy palaces
That tilts n' wilts now that you're gone
I can't help but have my desires torn

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Me and my spring sweven
Breathe slowly in the silver silence
Beneath the sapphire-stitched veil
Of pearlescent perseverance

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Loneliness feels like
The after dew of a fierce dawn rain
In which I only get drenched
Whereas you get faded

At the cusp of light break
I become a sculpture of heartbreak
With my painful gaze averted
From your thinning silhouette

On the shore of togetherness
We no longer rhyme as salt n' soil
But two islands drifting apart
I stay lonely, wedded by your silence

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Sixth day stirring
Speedy silence n' snowy solitude with
Saturn's spoon of storm

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Solitude is that gift
Sour to sweet it swifts
As a soul swims in time
Learning to sew new rhymes

Solitude is that gift
Sentiments, it clearly sifts
With no regrets left
Spiritual sanctity, it lifts

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From my torn tabletop
Lexicons travel non-stop
To wherever hearts pop

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A posy of pure
Plumeria, dear July
Be a fragrant cure

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Owned candles lead
Towards inner freedom
Than rented chandeliers

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Unsaid goodbyes wipe
Pungent paints from polaroids
Refreshing albums

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Jewel-jingling July
Pour away gems without a cry
Eyes mine, long sleepy high

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