Thoughts on Old Photos VIII

She
Smiles
Semi teases
Some year some day
Still she will wait here
Shall I quit searching for love

Photographed by Joe Femia

Hearts and Paper Aeroplane

Collaboration with Jonathan Swift Pines

Photo from http://www.unsplash.com

 

No, I’m not claiming that I always write.
When I do, my heart’s like a jar -sealed tight.
And when it pops ajar, you hear it “thump.”

No, I don’t think I always love you right.
When I do, my soul swells like puppy eyes.
When I write, I snort happily for you.

When I’m bad, I’m bad. When I’m good, I’m good.
I’d love to love you right now, if I could.
But if I’m astray, please try tomorrow.

When I’m sad, I write. When I’m loved, I write.
I’d love to store you in my sealed tight jar.
Only let out happiness than sorrow.

Sorry, love, but this is our last “goodnight.”
I’m not always honest in all I write.
So keep your happy times safe and sealed tight.
Don’t let a dreamer like me steal your heart. . .

Letter

chérie,

It is so difficult to love you.
When you need me to hold you, you want me to stand in distance.
When I fade too far away, your eyes are filled with sadness.
I can’t touch your face to wipe off your tears.
Because you won’t let me be close to you.

It is so difficult to stop loving you.
I read all your unspoken words like the love I were not allowed to confess.
Why do we understand each other so much with so little contact?
I wish I don’t feel or experience your emotions like my own.
Because I can’t separate myself from you.

It is so difficult to know what to do,
except write to you chérie, knowing you will never let our hearts be whole.

Goodnight chérie!

Your heartbroken fool

Always with me

I wanted to write
something romantic
on Valentine’s Day

The performance pressure
ate up
my little brain

I wrote nothing
for you
needlessly to say

I thought to myself today
what is the one thing
to give up
that I will hate

Caffeine
caffeine
and caffeine

Then it daunted
on me
you are
my coffee keep cup
who accompanies me
from the moment I wake
to the moment
I close the curtain of
the daily play

Pain

She sits in silence by the sea
lets the waves orchestrate music
to make sense of her internal chaos

He stands behind her
hands in his pockets
knowing her spirit is crushed
She is trapped in her own mind
He is not allowed to rescue her
he is not allowed
Hopelessness shouts so loud
so loud

When he was a child
he mended
rain worn kites to set them fly high again
he tended
wounded animals to nurse them back to health
He comforts
friends with broken hearts
strangers with despair

She sits in stillness on the rock
lets the descending sun withhold its warmth
to sentence her to another imprisonment

He kneels on the sand behind her
fists dent deep
There is nothing
he can do
he will do
because
he loves her

Love goes on

This is an interpretation of Jun’s poem which was written in chinese.

雪后即天晴
冷过春会来
爱思念循环
情绵又一季

Blue sky peeps through the snow
Spring bursts forth the cold days
Love cycles amidst the lonely nights
We survive another season of separation

Love

I love you like a sunflower looks up patiently for the rain
I love you like a child dances freely with the ocean waves
I love you like a helper takes upmost pride in her protector
I love you like a humble servant selflessly waits her master
I love you like a saint keeps no record of wrongs
I love you like a gentle soul forever keeps you safe and secure
I love you like this all my waking moment every day
I don’t know how to love you any other way

Romantic punishment

I keep saying
the honeymoon period will end in due time
you will no longer write poetry about me

You said there is no such thing
I am just overthinking myself stupid
and
waiting for tragedy to happen
when there is no reason to believe
that our love is fading

As a punishment
I have got your man flu
and
you have got my period

Simply satisfied

her heart is
the rollercoaster
in the amusement park
of the sanctuary valley

she is grateful
when she sounds
I need you
I want you
I miss you
I love you
they boomerang

what better place
than this
where her heart
finds rest

无尽之爱 Endless love

This is a poem I collaborate with Jun

昨夜
曲终人散尽
空余舞影梦现
舞台再出灵动佳眷
长袖翩翩
抛彩戚怨
今晨
余香袅未尽
佳人如影展幻
书屋香薰懵君自迷
睡袍污垢
缓延起安
明月
晨星连环
侬情我愿白首见
缘无尽
拥牵依恋
无悔近黄昏

last night
you appeared in my dreams
fluttering your wings
in an empty room
devoid of music

this morning
I woke up
with the trail of the incense
burning in my studies
mistaken to be
your sensual perfume
my stained bathrobe
weighted me down
with the dread of
a new day

I keep watching
the moon courting the stars
till dawn
a reality of my life
till I will see you again
when I am old and grey
you know my love
this endless reminiscence
I shall satisfy
till the last of
my breath