the descending sunlight of eve,
stagnant emotion on the
twig of bougainvillea,
are you still
waiting
on the atrium, to see the new
moon in the winter sky,
the evening star
has just
appeared in the corner, alike
love emerges, with
germinated
dream,
do you still feel uneasiness !
whenever you think
about me,
do you
feel,
a sudden thrill, grips to your
persona, do you still
experience the
nocturnal
aroma,
which arrests the heart with
spellbound emotion,
