You trusted the plant for its beautiful blooms,
But I'm the one who loved its thorns, who faced it's dooms.
You may have nurtured it, but I gave it my life's blood,
I loved it even when surrounded by a vibrant flora's world.
You may not have ignored it, that's true,
But can you protect it from winds wild and new?
You desired the blossoms, I embraced the fall,
......
Seconds slash sadness,
moments melt.
Consumed by time
fallen faces fade… aside from hers
Salted streams shower sweetest smiles,
enshrined in aged eyes.
Tortured tongue longs the kiss,
matured in lips of memory.
......
Love
Is not about being
Loved
When spring is in full swing.
Love
Is not about returning
Love
In early or late spring.
......
Let me tuck a flower—
A pretty accessory, to your hair.
As a best friend, as a lover,
Let me spoil you with my care.
Let's have late-night walks,
And visit the park nearby.
Let me make you laugh,
And hug you tightly when you cry.
......
Love is a game, a journey of sorts,
a search for the one who is right.
And of all the seekers, just what do they know,
are not all just travelers at night?
For it seems in darkness they search hill and dale,
hoping to find their true love.
Awash in the masses, a literal throng,
......
Let me tuck a flower—
A pretty accessory, to your hair.
As a best friend, as a lover,
Let me spoil you with my care.
Let's have late-night walks,
And visit the park nearby.
Let me make you laugh,
And hug you tightly when you cry.
......
"What is love?" you asked.
It's when our souls merge:
My gallery, your pictures;
My hug, your embrace;
My song, your lyrics;
My sketch, your face.
Your promise, my devotion;
Your hand, my hold;
......
One thought crossed my mind out of blue,
What if someday my imagination came true?
The beautiful world I've created in my mind,
The old school love, beautiful and kind.
Not the emojis of love but the love letters written by heart,
Connecting the hearts who live apart.
The handmade gifts, thoughtful and sweet,
Given to eachother when they meet.
......
You trusted the plant for its beautiful blooms,
But I'm the one who loved its thorns, who faced it's dooms.
You may have nurtured it, but I gave it my life's blood,
I loved it even when surrounded by a vibrant flora's world.
You may not have ignored it, that's true,
But can you protect it from winds wild and new?
You desired the blossoms, I embraced the fall,
......
Seconds slash sadness,
moments melt.
Consumed by time
fallen faces fade… aside from hers
Salted streams shower sweetest smiles,
enshrined in aged eyes.
Tortured tongue longs the kiss,
matured in lips of memory.
......