Thread me intricate
in your life fabric...

From time to time
words surge...

Eyes you used to look into
eyes you said were beautiful...

Call it rude, crude
what you would...

Surfing reading
asking wondering...

Not quite a story
for a story has an ending...

They say time
numbs all pain...

Xintiandi
a new story...

So this is where
eliza dolittle...

Not quite bread
not quite scone...

Not quite love
not quite crush...

I believe earthly life
is the only life...