This trapping layer
Heart beauty and
Beats.

This lost fountain
Of youth.

Our form dissolves
In the name of
Divine Hu.

This soul continues
To question
The reason

What reason
You may ask

Does this heart trapping
Need any reason.

Does beauty need any reason
To be called beautiful.

Do you not see this
Moment.

Has it ever asked you
To call it a moment

Love has no language
No formal language

We love
Because we love

That my friend
Is the final clause

Just like he says
In those eternal moments

Be and it is .