Caramel drips into the well,
a child left her lollipop there, 
melts on the mirror as I dare
myself to dwell within a farewell.

As leaves fall and stick to the wall, 
they regret they cannot sleep where   
the moon's reflection deeply dwells,   
fills water with light one can't bare. 

I stand at the edge of the wall, 
my reflection becomes the well, 
what melted was myself, I dwell
within the moonlight I most care. 

I'm the caramel. I'm the well. 
I'm the moon. I'm the leaf. I dwell
where no one, not even light, could bare
unless you fill yourself with care.  
Signature Lina Ru