in her secret life




Love is love is love is love.

Nights I stay up late

and you are deep in sleep.

Secretly, I send you a kiss

and put a poem at your doorway_

A letter to be uncovered-

a lover to be lingered

at the beginning of a day.

Love is love is love is love.

Believe me when I always say

I’m ready for your walkaway.

Cause I know at the end you can’t stay.

One day, when you’re back to the horizon where I don’t exist in,

I’ll keep an invisible tattoo on my pale yellow skin_

Of a soon-be-gone love,

a piece of time 

when I’m still




with you.

Love is love is love is love.



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…

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