The white circle on the western horizon
began to red in the sky
and the oceans
he slowly slips down
overwrite the horizon
The mantari was about to take refuge
behind the distant line there
While the waves are still rolling
Love, still illustrated clearly
in my mind the lines of your face
which I've once caught up with
when we sit together
while throwing his eyes
watching the waves roll
watching the horizon
and of course the twilight
Today, I have to pick one after the other
fragments of memories that I put yesterday
spin it all over again
I know it's a futile job
because finally the memories
not just crack
but crumbled to pieces
but still re-spawn