[Creation] [New Poem] Winter has not yet come, lovers still have a lot of time to love each other

like your like

which one

then you

like mine

which one

like your eyes

touch the texture of the palm

temperature in early september

let me

want to hug you

your hair is hanging down

touch the corner of the eye

Maybe

so you

can't see me

but i still like

I like the beginning of September

I like your occasional slip of the tongue

I like your long hair

like

August just ended

winter

not too late to come

The cold is coming

Do you still like me

that like

is not it

like me

like you so much