Look at sea it's blue,
Look at the sky it's blue,
Look at the mirror it's blue.

She's the first flower bloom in spring
In the garden of white roses
She's the sunflower
Bloom vividly beneath the sun
With the blue birds singing a melodies

She's the sunlight in summer
Delight my days with her charms
Beautiful view of the beach
As the waves gently
Whispering a love song

She's the beautiful yellow and orange on autumn
Delight colours below the leaves
Cosy wind beneath the trees
Bring comfort and very pleasant

She's the first snowflake
That fall from the snowfall
On the first day of winter
Bring joy and laughs
Of Christmas coming

In my monochrome life
You're the colourful rainbow
after rain in sunlight

In my silent life
You're the musician
That breaks the silent with melodies

In my blank paper
You're the poet
That filled the emptiness with rhymes

If distance never exists,
Let's slow dancing beneath the moon,
As I sing our favourite love song,
With stars and moon as our audience.

If distance never exists,
Let's play water at the beach,
The salt water on our faces,
With the beautiful sunset in the background.

If distance never exists,
Let's lay under the clouds,
Let the wind carry us,
I'll hold you with my arms.

If distance never exists,
Let's talk for hours,
I'll hug you tight,
play your hairs,
Gently whisper you the love poems,
I wrote about you.

Lost in confusion maze of
to pursue nor retreat,
Like a timing bomb,
With red wire and blue,
Uncertain recognize the rights,
Wrong choice, kebaboom!

This messy library inside me,
You keep messing around,
Untidy and miserable,
Need to be clear quick.

Can't read the writing,
It's a broken cursive writing,
My vision unclear,
Hand me the glasses,
Let's untie this knot,
Face each other clear ourselves.

Boy in love so funny,
Fallen by seeing,
Liking without knowing,
Saying without care nor think,
Shouting "love" into a void without feelings,
Spreading lies like nothing,
Made trust never exist

Boy in love so funny,
Fall for look never the soul,
Don't laugh nor play,
Never feel ridiculously a fool,
Never been in a lovesick mess,
Oh boy, you're so funny.

Not yet,
Thy laugh, still a melody to my ears,
Thy voice, still a gentle wind I breathe,
Thy compliment, still my favourite poem,
Thy face, still a moonlight on the ocean in my eyes;

How can I?
Thy existence were like;
Pouring a cup of espresso,
Filled the emptiness of the cup
With the warmth, the taste and flavours.