Lilacs are lost in the dusk after the rain

Your red lips are like a dream

The lake water dissolves into

Your eyes

Lashes are hung all over

Crumpled stars

A figure in the distance

Fade into obscurity

You get the idea---

There is a word called acacia

Rainy night in Gangnam

It's the tear stains on the pillow

You know the word sorrow

It turned out to be the heart of autumn

A handful of crumpled cloves

Fall into the lake

Circles of ripples spread out

There was a faint word

-------feeling