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It is easy to love a poet
Give her that smile that she'll never forget
Just send her  a word or a line
And everyday will be just so fine

Show her your photo, good or not
Anyway she loves you a lot
Everything from you is for keeps
Like sweetness of your kiss on her tender lips

Touch her softly, that she never expects
Kiss her forehead as sign of respect
She feels wonderful when you are around
A simple hello is a lovely sound

Give her a time to tell her stories
Make her feel that she's really missed
She just deserves a hug and a smile
After being away for a while

Let her lean on your chest and shoulders
Let her feel that you are all hers
When she waits for a shooting star to fall
You know what's her wish afterall

She always sits on your lap,  doesn't she?
Like a baby girl she ought to be
When she press your nose, fell proud
She only wants you to laugh so loud

Hold her waist and carry her
Swing your bodies into the air
When she tickles and teases you endlessly
She do it with love for your eyes to see

Oh,  it is easy to love a poet
A kind of love you will never forget
Her heart is pure,  tender and mild
Yet she loves so much, carefree and wild...

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It is easy to love when you are ready to love.
I lost count of the sheep while waiting for sleepiness to take over.
I lost count of the seconds that tick by while waiting for your plane to take you home to me.
I lost count of my footprints on the sand while waiting for you to come follow me.
I lost count of the dandelion seeds i blew away to the fields while waiting for the wind to whisper to me those words from you,"i miss you."

I lost count of the days.
I lost count of the nights.
I lost count of the stars and stop wishing upon the moon.
I lost my sense of numbers.

Why did i still not lose my feelings for you?

Cause baby, the truth is...
I'm still hoping; not minding how long i will be waiting; that some day, you'll hold my hand and say those three words-i love you-to me.
I lost in writing while thinking of you and of how can i rid of the feelings i have for you. It's too painful that i don't know what to do anymore.
If one day you'll read this, you know what to do, because i will still be waiting for you.
-for the man called J
I'm in pain and it's all because of you.*

I shouldn't have let you in my life in the first place.
I shouldn't have let you creep inside the barriers i've built all my life just to protect my self from this kind of feeling.
I shouldn't have let you own a space in my heart.

Because now, i do not know how can i survive a day without hearing your voice, seeing your smile, or have goosebumps whenever i see you steal a glance.
Because now i do not know how to fix that barrier, or i doubt if it will be strong enough to resists your every touch, your every stare, your very presence.
Finally because i don't know how to take back that space that you have claim, not forcefully, but so effortlessly that it surprise me how much of my self is willing to get hurt. Over and over again.
A repetitive process.
A series of nightmares.
Slowly break my heart, my dear, as it metamorphose into a million glass like liquid called tears.

Until all of the feelings i have for you hangs itself up in the air and be left stranded. Until it is all gone. Gone forever.

-This one's for you.
Not so much of a poem, it's just i can't take the pain anymore.
I have these two watches that i keep for so long. It both held the same  time, when you and I first met.

   That exact minute my eyes witnessed,
that rare of a beauty.

         As how one galaxy collided with other galaxy to yield the most exquisite scenery of stars dancing and kissing each other.

                     Slowly...

                     Passionately...

               I have kept these for two simple reasons.

               First, as a reminder that we are existing in the same lifetime.

                Last, so i will not forget that those watches, contain the time of two distant space.

              *
* Just like us.
Draft.
I am just amazed of how we have the very same timezone and yet we lived many miles apart, divided by the sea.
I lay awake tonight,
sleep departs from my weary soul.
It might be the effect of the caffeine i took this afternoon..
Or the moon in it's full bloom.
But i think it's something more.
Something more alive.
A reason with no explanation.
I think...
I think it's her...

The way she walked elegantly towards me, holding the tray of my order.
    I saw flashes of the future;
a bride of mine,walking down an aisle


the way her scent-a mixture of vanilla and rose-caught inside my lungs when she got so close..
  it felt like every  breath i have is branded and exclusively for her

the way she smiled and the way her voice sounded when she asked "do you need anything else?"
    like the melody of a violin to the tune of Franz Schubert's Ave Maria
So gentle and calm and warm

And the way I was hypnotized or crazy enough to respond...
  You .
I need you in my life .
Will you marry me .
Draft.
I really wanted to write a short story and i do not know how to start. lol
And I don't even know if this is what a man really feels when he's inlove. I just wrote this after hearing FS' Ave Maria today on my way to work..
Suggestions anyone? :)
Can you still hear the music my heart is making?
Gentle and clear.
I see you.
I feel you.
I need you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.

Because...

All I can hear now is the beat of your heart-
Loud and firm.
**I see her.
I feel her.
I need her.
I love her.
I love her.
I love her.
I love her.
I love her.
Not you.
It's been awhile since i posted something happy here but now that all i could feel is brokeness.. i couldn't fill my pages with words to mend a broken heart.
Mister Golden Sun,*
Dives in the cool pool of clouds
*For he too, feels hot.
My first Haiku.
I would like to dedicate this to Miss Donna who loves haiku and summer :)

Summer is definitely in ü
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