Words things could be ,somewhat it is set only at yet generating thing, could be included to already generated and done things to us.

Though, that signifying means the wishing and premonition around it in our mind.

Never visibly done to you and me, however we easily can get it shared together with anyone, that unreasonably credible mind is so amazing, because your ones could be either mine, mine is either.

Never realized things in sharing mutually means that so rarely gettable somewhat for us.
Though, before long your it gets to be mine, either my it, yours.

No expectedly pictured in my mind, but some hunch could make me believe in that realizing.

Yet made your words could make me expact in my mind, your eyes and notice of you to me tells me certainty at those sent to me.

My silence makes your it in chain reaction, so the simplest it in regeneration.

Predictable it needs not told, nevertheless, there's a moment wanted to be heard to each other.

Your words cross my mind's hope and wishing mind.
Sadness could be seen to each other, but no words only be sent to each other, that silence tells us a true meaning of the emotion.

Little wind makes either storm.
But made storm could not be easily chip of tiny wind.

That thing could be seen to anybody in this world.

Pump it out so publicly either to me.

Your words makes silence, the silence makes so enough meant no words time.

Held so passionately some matter makes any empty so enough told to our mind.
Though your words are plainly present to me too.

Weeping swinging creeps. 

Your abrupt notice crackes that quietness into my heart, that tangibly felt to yours.

Mind makes shadow too.
That sign makes me lighted room in my mind.

That must be so tiny one community.

Nevertheless, it's never formally nor offcially published nor claimed to anyone.

Fine words are adjoining any sort of indecent ones too.
However, we try to find only them, and frequently have error missing around catching them.

Mutually face filled with caught intention is easily seen in no words, but in brain, mutually mindful words could be there, silently waiting for outed chance.

All I want is just only your it anytime I anticipate.

Your words, standing by with my hoping to them.

Your words are your immanentely keeping your mind, so silently.
I simply want only it.

Nov.  24th.        2021