Someday, we will have a picnic together under the summer sun like normal people
With grass so green and music so alive and your Hawaiian shirt so loud
  
Someday, we will go on those Sunday dates
Where people have brunch and mimosa at 11am
Spend the whole afternoon laughing with friends
Like normal people do

Someday ,we will have a quick lunch date
When we both become somebody we want to be.
But we won't have salad like most people do.

Someday,we will cuddle all night long after work
You will read the Economist while I hum a song.

But we are not a normal pair
I don't want anything special
I just need to be mediocre with you
And be like other people

Someday,this will happen when you come back from China
I miss you loads

I cannot say I miss you. Because I never do.
From time to time,
you show up in the back of my mind.
I love poems
As I love you.
I know what I wrote are not poems at all.
But who to say that you are real?
I love you but I hate you
In a sense that you are
Untouchable.
As I like cinnamon.
How many times I've dreamed about you
In my dreams, there is only one permanent scene
Your holographic voice penetrating my fragile mind
Your wisdom dissolves into this dull water of my psyche
Like glitters fluttering,falling in a Christmas crystal ball.

You tied me up in this bed of yours,

your pile of books, your labyrinth

I tried to escape, but the rope only cuts in.

Deeper and deeper as my tears get sweeter and sweeter

I kissed you once on your lips

twice on your wounded soul

And you give me the carnal embrace.

It almost feels like summer,
breeze at the dusk, killing mosquitoes.
It feels like
Taking a stroll on National Mall,
On a summer night in front of Lincoln Memorial.
Playing Frisbee riding bike
On the meadow in front of the Capitol.

My summer in the capital
With you, him and her and them and myself alone

It feels like the humidity in the swamp, with jazz playing in the background
It smells like crab cake and french toast, out from the diners I frequent
It looks like the summer sky, cloudless, your eyes

The meadow the ducks, summer dress and birkenstock.
Brunch, breeze and bike, followed by more bike rides along the riverfront.

Sitting on the marble stairs of the Supreme Court
Dipping toes in Reflection Pool

Summer in D.C. oh how I much do I miss you and adore
Summer is a state of mind and so does love
But you never fail to give me the feelings of those above.xxoo

It's spring again
I felt the thrill of people here

So I started to appreciate every bit of
smell, rain soil and air.

Same weather last year,
drizzling rain in the first day of spring
In my black flora dress
In your stuffy study room

I was nervous, am still
for the things I don't know
Even now in Europe,
I still can't escape from myself

That should be my fate
For I will always be like this
until, until,......

When I am with you I don't wanna talk about politics.
I wanna talk about the universe within me.

Something that's bigger than us, something also selfish.
With you i'm selfish, you brought out the best and worst in me.

I wanna talk about the things with immediacy
philosophy, literature and poetry.

I used to love to discuss politics, the
collision between different ideologies.

But now i just want to know everything,
Everything about you, your nerves, your cells,
Is a whole new world to me.

Read me the love song of J.Alfred Prufrock
Let us go then, you and I
To the nearest park and blend me in.

I painted my nails ultraviolet, color of the year
Sitting at my desk

Thinking about you, I read some books
Mark went by and asked how was my New Year?

"I went to watch fireworks", which wasn't true
he said, "I don't think you'll come to my neighborhood"

Staring at the monitor, thinking about you.
It is only 20 degree, I shouldn't go out to get lunch.
But I could paint my nails ultraviolet.

Got off work early, I carry the basket that I use to put my lunchbox in.
You're still in salt lake city,so I went for a mani,
and paint my nails ultraviolet

What the hell
When I have heaven in my arms?

I see Blake, I see Plath
I see the bike next to the block

Am I good?at your puns?
Spotting these metaphors and sensing
your lust
The Devil  himself between these mellowing thighs
Oh, He looked a lot like you Sean.

Undress not your self
But your gown
For me once
Disarm these plausibilities
I know where you're from

Neon light flickers
Moist of April wind bothers
A dog walks by my side

I like the night here
Oozing with anticipation
Quiet and exclusive
Almost like a sanctuary

For me and my shadow
Singing,thinking,expecting that
There might be another apparition approaching

Dear, I'm writing at my desk.

Suddenly I smell the air of fragrance.
It's cherry blossom in D.C. by the Tidal Basin.
It's the lingering coldness in early March.
Remnant snow

The glimpse of sunset
on the D.C. bound train
Purple and Red
We're holding hands.

Smell of fresh grass near Farragut West
People watching and lunch with my friend
People in suits as they hustle here and there

I wish to be one of them. Now I am but I'm also away.

Orange and Yellow
Leaves Twirl

White and Blue
Frosty snow
I love you, but I gotta go.

A pivot, A ******, A watershed
Been miserably waiting for dawn in my head
Then the day came
A day my mismatch soul and body met
I fed on your words and voices
Wolf down everything from you and store them up
Taking mental snapshot in the dark
And prepare myself for yet another brutal week
I fed on tasty food and a good mood
Treat myself with something tangible
Glutton is never a sin for me
I fed on fantasies.

We dated like a couple,but no.
You are leaving for China, so it never works.
We like each other,but there's not enough time for the feeling to grow.
The affection is real,
But we are not a couple.

What should I do when I miss you?
Well,I keep on missing.
I go back to the very first day we met 
Savor and replay every words you said.

What should I do?
Sure I can tell you,you'll always reply quickly, but it's just I'm not ready for
your answer yet.

Yeah I remember every single words you said.
Yeah I think about our future every night in bed.
I always want to ask you when
That time you asked"do you mean you want to be my girlfriend"
What would you say if I said yes?

And what should I do when I miss you?
Yeah I could have some tea , go to a movie or do a self analysis
But if I don't keep on missing you ,
Who else can I miss?

When you like somebody so much but you don't know how to tell him,
When you are not sure about what you feel.
When you want to ask him to stay longer but he has to pick up his mom.
When you can't hide the disappointment on your face.
But he said that this soon shall pass.

When he said he was attracted to you
When he hugs you and buries his face in your hair,
When he looks at you with his baby blues so clear
When he laughs with you
When he listens so attentively when you talk
The world is filled with colors

When you knew it was coming
But you thought you could dodge it
When he sat down and said sorry.

When he texts you, When he said he would text you
When he talks with modal auxiliary verbs.
When he tells you his family history.
When I see his eyes brighten
When I think I am falling but don't know his side of story.
are all fragments of our memories.

When he said it's still beautiful to leave when you have developed feelings.

Remember me when you leave.

When will I see you again?
It may be this fall or many years after.

When we reunite,
I want to take the metro with you to D.C. again
Just like we did last winter minus our bulky attire
We would still converse fondly with the volume that
The old man frown upon but can't complain.
We would still intertwine our fingers affectionately , and you would still rest your hand on my lap.
But this time,I'll put my head on your shoulder.

When I see you again,
I'll take you to Ted's Bulletin
They have the best brunch in town
You would still add some extra ketchup on your omelette,
We would still order something to share.
But this time you're not in the rush to head back.

When I see you again,
We should go to Cuba and some tropical isalnds.
To Italy and Spain
I'll introduce you to Michele,
My Italian friend.


When I see you again,
We could go to Baltimore,but no
This time I'm not here for Oriole's game.

When we reunite,
We would do everything,
But this time,
We will fall in love with each other and
No one,no one is leaving again.

Fall on the east coast
Blue Honda Civic

Drives me through Annapolis
Chesapeake bay,cornmaze and crab cake

Winter on the east coast
From South Maryland ,to DC to PA
Black Ford Explorer that took me to all these wonderlands
Snow in without a fireplace
I ponder , staring at the snow on the grass
When will you be back?When will you
Let sun shine through my face again?

Winter snow, crispy leaves in fall
It's you it's him but none are my business

Love , hate and remorse
Weeks, months and years
Irretrievable moments we own

The syllables in my throat
The words dangling by my lips

Wind of fall, twirling leaves
The thoughts dancing as we stroll down the road

Spring blossom, lingering cold and chunky coat
Remnant snow, rosy glow and kids on the Mall

You are my most ridiculous romance

Love, hate and remorse .