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THE WOMAN.

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Moon.

Ciao my sailor

Can you see the Sun

rising from the East line of the world?

Do you love her?

I know you will do.

She’s beautiful and so are you.

The night is over.

My silver anchor can’t stay.

The sky now is hers.

Oh dear, my sailor!

Sleep, sleep and let me kiss you gentle.

Then you’ll know there was once:

a moonlight in you.

Au revoir, my sailor.

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Suicide.

Unhesitatingly,

I hang myself by a thread of your hair

and let me burnt in the flame of your stare.

Still,

I’m craving for your sins,

etching on my skin,

when the moonlight left a kiss

on the linen sheet

and you got my everything.

Voicemail.

“Hey, baby! How are you?”

A voice mail goes,

the second round-

the voice of a long-gone sound.

“I’m good! Nothing to worry about.

I left the town, a fine man found.

3 months passed us,

I put on a snow-like gown

that touched the green-grass ground.

2 kids came, I moved back in town.

All has been good.

Very well-controlled,

Despite ups and downs.”
Until today, when the voice of a long-gone sound

found its ways across the clouds.

A voice mail goes,

the seventh round.

My mask is dropped, the final bow.

“I’ve never been good,

when you’re not around.”

NOVEMBER.

<NOVEMBER> brings ghosts of my youthfulness back again every when the wind rises.

In front of a church came a grieving song
A red rose fell onto the black coffin
Broken glasses and kisses and tears
Ephemeral love
Forever brokenhearted.

Lightning struck
Liquors spilled
Distorted dreams
Beautiful and haunting
Endlessly in a November rain.

THE ATTIC.

Silence killed us in a blink of eyes.

Memories were buried and left unfound.

Kisses and hugs and hands holding tight _

all being consumed in a black hole.

What’s left is a hollow

in my trembling heart.

……

You ran away to our promised land

and you met me in my runaway to the land we promised.

Hurriedly took me to your place,

up to the attic-

where all the stars and moon collide-

and all the deeply buried memories woke up.

Then…

Kisses and hugs and hands holding tight-

coming back lively like an angry wave

going hungry for kissing the shore

as if you never did before.

 

HIDING.

You’ve tried to hide from me lately,

leaving me alone with one question:

“What is happening to you?”

Do you know?

It’s not comfortable not knowing anything

as if you disappeared from my world

to live in your world.

I didn’t understand clearly

Every time you told me that

you were holding me close,

but still I seemed to be too far,

beyond your reach.

But sadly, it’s now my reach that you went beyond.

And I just simply cannot move on.

THE SKY.

Do you remember?

Us lying on the morning green grass,

looking up to the sky.

My tiny fingers reached out-

trying to catch the sun while he was shinning bright up high.

An airplane crossed by,

leaving a trail of smoke dividing the blue sky.

 

And the fluffy white clouds…ah yes,

do you remember?

in all shapes: a dragon, a face, or an unknown monster.

We laughed harder and harder.

The sun up high was shinning brighter and brighter,

more than ever.

SHE.

She appeared to me in your stories

as fragile as a wine glass-

that could be broken and fractured easily

with just a touch of hands.

But what I saw in her

when we secretly exchanged our looks for each other,

is a brave girl who is

beautiful, smart, passionate-

and loving you with a whole heart of hers.

I’m not sure if she’s your blessing or curse;

but she deserves to be treasured

as long as you could still love her.

Stay with her, cut the rope and let me go.

I’m giving up on you, the man – the story untold.

Let our chapter fold…

HERS.

Last night, we were together-

You, I and her.

We talked so damn naturally-

as if nothing had happened,

and our memories had been just a hollow in time.

She’s still your girl and you’re still hers.

Your fingers entwined;

your head leaned on her small shoulders.

Just like a perfect loving couple-

naturally without any struggles.

Suddenly I realized I had been cruel,

torturing my heart for a person who can never be mine.

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