Even with a vast amount of waxes and wanes
the ambivalence never fails to gurgling down a part of the heart.
The parching yet seems-like-apathetic
The impulsive yet in-fact-premeditated
I solely failed to narrate the long-lasting ambivalence.
As my epitaph may merely jot a sheer and hasty lexicon,
I hope it's you.
Though the exquisites are umpteen in the vision of a man's measly life
you are THE exquisite.