Softly it touches the pavements,
a hummed melody of wet cement
subtly fills the air

Voices of arguments
from people in the other room
trapped in my space

Memories of lovers
in the comfort of my bed
calms my fears

Eyes closed as I reminiscence
of my favorite person
and their dreams

One day it will be me
with the love of my life
singing, these words

By then I am hoping
that we do not part
in sad tears, again

Red lotus flowers
None favoured craze

One of them left
Into some unknown thread
Of miracles and faith
But miserably failed

They blamed the lotus flower
That became so darkened red
Because it failed to clean the mud
In happy Olivia's stead

The friend told friends
And they wept in regret
Knowing that betrayal
Was the truth up ahead

They all loved their dear Livvy
But no one saved her grace
When the muddy water drowned her
In a sorrowful embrace

Deny came from Paris
And rushed to secret base
With a flower in hand
A gift to a dear old friend

But they just looked,
"Olivia, is dead."
And the white lotus fell
Water splashed away

Silence came.

The ache in my heart,
a somersault
colours filled my being,
lighter to dark, better to bad
I can't help but gasp
with these feelings
the tears that I held in,
became lullaby to sleep

With these blunt sword,
I was a knight and I
fought for your kindness,
bled for your time
no matter how
thoughts contradicted
I listened to differing advice,
coward and brave

Couple steps ahead
yet four steps behind
for I will see you in forever,
glowing with a smile
and I cannot touch, no.
I will die wishing to
In my dreams,
I still hope and dream to

as long as the yellow seas
come soaring
and when my summer
starts to glow
I will embrace my lost sunsets
thinking loving is a show

Regret will forebond me
rations of guilt will trip
but so long as you're within reach
I will keep at bay,
the guilt

And I should be contented this way.
I should be.