Seventeen Syllables

What I cannot see
Does not always speak the truth
Clear uncertainties

Abstract emotion
Somewhere in surrounding air
It devours me

When the night is still
I can hear the sky’s darkness
Melting on my tongue

A new day soon comes
Like an undulating sea
Ephemeral world

In the morning I
Won’t remember who you are
But love is not lost.

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