Even then there is talk

If to be a point of water
I was definitely scared
Because you are just my silence.

If the moon loses one night
I'm sure Jhi Jhi would be ripe
Because I'm not your sex.

If you want to be a piece of stone
I'm sure the storm would blow
Because I am not your emptiness.

If you lose your way
I am sure it would be your way
Because I am not your pain.

If there is a swing
I'm sure you would be a vine
Because I'm not waiting for you.

If there are evergreen trees
I'm sure you would be cool
Because I'm not your imagination.

If lost is a city
I am sure I would be your guardian
Because I'm not your wail.

If there is a sky covered with clouds
I'm sure it would be your color
Because I'm not your depression.

If there is a newly blossomed red galap
I'm sure it would be your thorn
Because I'm not your distance.

If there is a book or book of poetry
I'm sure you would be intimate
Because I am not your separation.

If to be Amazon river or blue
I'm sure it would have been a fish in your womb
Because I'm not your poverty.

If there is any nameless Shake alone
I'm sure you would breathe
Because I am not your tomb.

If you want to be smiling one day
I'm sure you'd love it
Because I am not your darkness.

If there is a resh of a song
I would definitely disappear
Because you are just my silence.