To the Language of Love

We will be the student of you forever
beyond our lives
perhaps until our soul resurrects
won't stop learning and practicing
in dreaming and immersing
completely dissolved
and never stop waving like current
and never stop floating like cloud
The meticulous and joyful vocabulary
we could never have enough about
and never tired of using
Every bit of feeling is connected to the nature metaphors
of all kinds of beauties
and none
away from you