where the moon glistens every night
different shades of colour
where the stars dance and the sun would burst
where humans can breathe underwater
and fly though the fresh air
where scars heal as soon as you were hurt

falling for you
is like loving you
deep in
the mysteries of the ocean views
it's like painting on an empty canvas
the colourfulness of sunsets
and the snowy sky of stars

falling for you
also comes with all the
destruction
of lightnings
it's like how life's been happening -
everything worth finding
and worth fighting for

Where would winter lay in?
White sheets with rays of sunlight coming in,
Sinks in sandy skin
Rather than its own silken dew of a morning
Oh how Summer would never envy

How would winter say?
Curses like its cool these days,
Turn its stone of a heart a little soft,
And while you trace the words it haunts
the living hallways
Oh how Fall can relate

Would winter stay?
Like brush strokes of wind across the canvas,
It paints a frostbitten landscape
Grown and buried in ice, paraded and stained
Like Spring, it wants to bloom out of rain

may i steal your ripeness, fruitful in good deed, high living spirit
'tis not a sin to be delighted by and fall for angelic ways
for i know a life without your aura, God, shining over me
'twas not until your golden haze shone bright than e'er hath
thou hath taken my soul
enchanted by your mysteries

Feeling disconnected yet excited
Drifting yet, needed to be anchored to his flame
Yet drawn to him I cast my doubt aside
To feel him is to let go
His aura warm
You awaken, I've missed your glow
The way your neck invites me
I feel his warmth yet chill traces over me
Lonely like desert sky
Like fire and rain,
He draws me deeper in his mystery
So many stories, primal in a way
I study your curves
They love to dance their own rhythm
My mouth drawn to your shoulders
Hold me closer as we slip into our own dreams
Each falling deeper into and more intense
O show me where you need me.

I happen to find and fall for a happy soul,
I ask to change your story of days end, pause time and ignore death and that would be all
I don’t want to question your plans but why on Earth does here feel so condemning?
Are we all just a happy accident you call us living to then die in?
I know I’d want in a guy as surprising as it sounds
Was his soft hands, which has been answered now
I, myself am complete with You, but a genuine man is also complete with a good heart, and that is a win for me and You too
We’re now just two lovers that took a dance to serendipity
Hugging this hunk, like the trunk of a tree
This man of mine treats me right and that’s all there is to love him, see
If this trunk of a tree bears the right fruit, I ask you to bless him
throughout all the growing, the nurturing and what is to be and will be known