The way her eyes,
saw me,
Through the glass window,
With her small, wonderful
Favourite
Candy
Eyes
Let me smile everyday.

               By K-mari ©2016

If good loved good
What a universe it will be
If it was freedom
And evil wasn't set free
If man loved woman
There will be an vision
And if good loved good
What a universe it will be
If good chose favourite
From the good that it saw

And if everyone are make the same
Why does heaven has a angel
If the universe is a mission
Then he/she hold the key
If the truth of the answer
Lie without you and me
Then let good be good
And let the peoples of us be free.

                   By K-mari ©2016

Today my mother gave me yellow pillow sheets
and I freeze at the thought of falling asleep to your favourite colour.
I wonder if she knows my pillows are the only company I keep.
They are the ears for all the things I could never tell her.

They recognise the weight of your head,
the touch of your skin and subtle kisses.
They know when you’re not around and when I’m wide awake
and play the lullaby of your heartbeat and giggles.

I wonder if she knows that I still think of you till the Sun rises.
And if she’s saying “It’s okay if you find it hard to let go,
but here’s a list of all the different colours
you can paint over the ***** yellow.”

My walls are now of an endless storm.
They are the clouded memories that will keep me warm.
So no-
I don’t want to fall asleep to your favourite colour,
I don’t have to.
All the grey still makes me think of you.

i'm watching friends
smiling like an idiot
thinking of him.

You are like my
favourite advisory column
among all of my
favourite magazines.

I ask you "Who's your favourite"?
You pause for a second
Then you start thinking and search for an answer
And you say "You"
But you already lost me there when you paused
I thought your love for me had no clause