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Lying in bed
I write the letter Love in mid air with my finger
Then, I write Passion and also Emptiness
"Of no use" I mutter to myself

A part of a poem in Chinese
"A person is lying face up just like a mute"
Occurs in my mind by chance

Again writing Love
I look at the ceiling
Vaguely and foolishly

Rolling over in bed
I scribble STOICISM on a memo pad beside the pillow

Countless types of loves
Talked and described in various ways
From the ancient times!

I am longing for
Gorgeously and lasciviously