Tell the moon
Forget to sleep
Wrap me up
With your warm embrace
Raindrops on my window pane
I am home
Safe and sound
With tired eyes
I say "C'est l'amour"

fingers intertwined
with laughter combined
nothing keeps me safe
with you beside me underneath the sheets
Our legs intertwined
Whispering casual talks
Merging our minds
With something serene yet so vibrant
You scream in color and that is something
Wirth staying, worth living,
worth breathing.

how would've the last kiss been,
if you knew we're gonna be locked up away.

how would the next kiss be,
since you know it's a few months of craving,

i can't wait.

It’s a dance, partner
If you move, I move too
And if you stop, I’d call it a day
If you lead, I’d follow you
But if I lead, will you follow me?

It’s a life, honey
If you love, I’d love you more
And if you don’t, I’d keep it to myself
If you need space, I’d give you room
But if you ignore, shouldn’t I reciprocate?

I'll give you my heart,
fresh from my chest;
after all,
it only beats for you.

I'll give you my lungs,
traquea and all;
'cause every time I see you,
you take my breath away.

I''l give you my brain,
empty my head;
it makes me think about you,
every moment at any time.

I'll give you my eyes,
straight out of my sockets;
in the end,
I only have them for you.

I'll give you my legs,
bend them to your liking;
'cause if you tell me,
I'll go anywhere for you.

our bodies held
conversations
better than
we ever could

I build myself but
She hands me the tools
with hard worked hands
of a sensual warrior.
She does not abuse them
But plucks strings harmoniously
to cast a spell
of peace and tranquillity
She; the apple
catches my eye
In the midst of a storm
and steadies me
Her eloquence a spirit
that guides me gently
back down to Earth
Where her tender chest
absorbs me in sweetness as
I mould into she
who nurtures my soul
With intimacy

Announce that you love me. At least to your best friends. I can’t bear to think that I’m not your trophy to be proud of. I can’t accept that my ray of light becomes dimmer day by day. I can’t stand the thought of sitting like a tomb in your soul, camouflaging with darkness that engulfs all sense of love. I can’t swallow the fact your face didn’t spark when you said I was your everything. I can’t comprehend when my existence in your world ain’t shimmer like a dewdrop catching the sun.

Announce that you love me. At least to your siblings. I don’t want to stay timid in the darkest compartment of your heart. I refuse to admit that you ignore me in four days — summer, autumn, winter and spring; three days — yesterday, today and tomorrow; two days — day and night; one day — everyday. I deny that you don’t feel immortal anymore when I linger around you. I oppose the idea of maybe your love to me is paperweight.

Announce that you love me. At least to your heart. Do my picture still be your favourite wallpaper? Do your heart palpitates everytime you hear my name?  Do my warm embrace puts an end to your insecurities? Do your mind still replays our memories of spending time together when sun came out, and we were miles away from anywhere? Do. I. Actually. Exist. In. Your. Universe?

I never doubt my love to you. It is you who should stop underappreciating me, and start loving again.