I am here
there for here is an extension...

Through as an arrow,
the might of all my aspires...

One was imploring
for forgiveness for the crime...

An straight arrow
the strength and reach of my aims...

Why impelling feeling with talks,
bottling up something ethereal...

Clouds split where we touch,
Everlasting sprinkles shine...

We hide in others
when the others are not the...

Something immeasurable and dissonant
still soft and sensual...

Could whenever you are ready
give me a hug...

When loud, God is mute
When we turn silent though God...

A sundown splendour
is an autumnal splendour...

It is not your word
that I hear, it is you that...