Don’t shout, don’t fight, don’t grab…
Your pain, as spider’s palp,
Fell down my spirit’s web,
Like cloud’s silk from moon lamp.
And I forget to try
To burn, fading away,
As candle, as firefly,
Who blazes his last day.
Like glow in tunnel’s end,
I hope our contact’s change.
But I’m not weak, my friend,
To garble our feeling’s range.
And I protect my stance
From spiders, as behove,
Coase power is a chance
Loose pain and find your love.
