hello angel

dear angel,
this window is blurry by the winter's breath
the rain has stopped
and dews falls slowly stepped

in moisty air..
in wondering myth
in more than a century that story
has written and carved

dear angel,
i close my eyes
can i feel your breath in my barely neck
in cold old stones
licked by raindrops...

hugged by chill breeze...
a beauty i can never let go

dear angel,
your eyes can never tell me to further
your scent that cannever leave
the strength when i close my eyes

and feel your heartbeat from the distance
in my blood
stomped cheerfully

in you
in you
in you