Here I am 

split between two universes,

keeping choosing my causes.

Dandelions keep blooming

Eyelashes falling,

here I am...

wishing and wishing on

sights of shooting stars,

hept-hues of rainbows.

Here I am

boons and sins altogether

like the artform where colors gather.

Here I am split between two universes,

turning out as red color roses.