While We Whisper to Each Other

One day,

My body will no longer exist,
But in these verses,
I won't let you go alone.

One day,

My voice can't be heard anymore,
But between these lines of poetry.
I'll keep an eye on you,

One day,

My dreams are no longer known,
But between the letters of this poem,
I won't get tired of looking for you.

While We Whisper to Each Other
While we whisper to each other to stay in dust longer,
love that remains in the form of paper flowers and the trajectory of numbers
when we whisper to each other outside
it gets fiercer at night erasing
the footprints
of the soles of the feet,
cover up the remains
of the campfire before dawn
There are those who still insist on immortality.