YOUR BEAUTY BEHIND
from your sooty calyx
I find a lonely character
until I can turn into a poem
even from the smile of your elegance
I found an implied string of words
until I can turn into a line of poems
but, not yet complete this poem I wrote
when the dew had given me morning to my night
present you like a dream in my dream
or just humming the imagination in lonely solitude
and returning your wings' wings keeps me lagging
alone with a little homesickness left
maybe I deserve you to ignore
when the morning smile has called you warmly
maybe even i'm worthy for you to stay right
after the light becomes a ray
along the path of your destiny
wholeheartedly with conscience
over the incomplete self for the love that now exists
and God will know it
for this story to be forgotten