Is this another mirage?
I am happy to fall
In a trap woven by
Your words
My mind takes a back seat
When the feelings in my heart
Roar for you
I don’t grieve
Except on this page

Let your speech entice me
On paper
It seems we don't mean
The languages we speak

Let your wild imagination
Imprint my heart with surprise
May your failed mimics
Excite me in agony
And your up-to-the-scale chivalry
Spark a hope in me
For love, for peace

Let
Everything you speak
Be captured in my words
Let your imperfections
Sway away my sanity
And your expression
Become my addiction

Let your presence
Drive my passion for once
May your being, become my poetry