You are there, from my whereabout I can see you, but you don't know my eyeline.

If you get to be noticed to my interest to you, you'd confused, I know it, thus I immediately leave that place.

You are anytime alone with yourself, but you look never so unhappy, that you are so beautiful, in your pure heart.

At very stiff iron and steel facility, one small corner has you, your place is so smail, but it must give you infinity which nobody could destruct, that infinity could never be found, but you.

Dry guitar sound color can be heard from never so far place, but even if we don't dare to approach there, everything can be clear, that distance is so amazing.

That is you in me.

You are never so lonely, and neither miss much.

But your pulling sound is stirring us up sort of missing all, that's so intrinsic wonder.

Me in never everlastng staying anywhere could reach to one place never be turned to anything.
But all around turning and coming and going must never be so depressing, but so attached that staying around, thus I can look over you.

You are certainly there, but my image around there you might be just fantasy, coz what you stay there is never belonging to you. 

You are in me, but I am never in you.
That's no problem, coz its not loneliness, coz you neither have solitude, coz you are never alone anytime even you are alone.

You are there, just it is what I need.
And you are anytime there alone, but you are everytime with anybody around you, even anybody is never near you.

Only you are in me, that's never so unnatural.
(Jun. 19th. 2020)