Impression of you

with my intuitive detecting eyes
scrolling through your photo gallery

the vulnerable eyes
immersed in deep thought
antient and karmic
with a hint of
primal longing
gravitating
captivating
consuming

time stands still
the clock chokes in the
curiosity infused air

a surge of
warm
gooey
puppy love
casting its net on me

i am cacooned in your
inescapable presence

III – Kiss Collection

A well of emotions
saturated my words
they go soggy and weak
only my lips can express
my gratitude to you
my beloved

II – Kiss Collection

Her lips search for his
in the confidence
she has just befriended his cheeks

She is confident
there is more than friendship
she will find
when she finally
meet her matching
soft secret

Sweater – College Poems

right after she farewelled campus life
she packed a shoulder bag
with his sweater tight around the strap
got on the first coach
without looking back
salty drips swallowed in an empty stomach

she woke up in another city
launched herself into hustle bustle
isn’t it how old memory fades
with new scenery created
if only autumn lasts for 6 months

sense of smell may linger a life time
it wasn’t a calculated risk to
tight that sweater
it was part of her too anxious to let go

first snowflakes falling from the neon sky
one lands on her lips
she holds up his sweater

catching the rolling tears
warming her frozen cheeks

she misses him

 

刚告别了校园生活
整理行装
打结了他的毛衣
速上了长途汽车
不堪回顾
咸咸的眼泪在空腹里浸淹

苏醒在陌生的城市
一劲投入繁忙中
过去不就让它过去
新地新风景
只愿秋天长半年

气味有时一生难忘
并非计算过有多冒险
结上毛衣
只因依依不舍

雪片在霓虹灯下飘落
停留在唇边
把他的毛衣拥起

接着下滚的热泪
暖起冰凉的颊骨

想他了

Profession

I love you

I love falling in love with you

I love being in love with you

I love loving you

I

Love

You

Awakening

Your fingers leaving burn marks
then kissing them off
one by one

Set me on fire
burning us to ashes
rebirth again
new for the dawn

Bring on the new buds
pulling the heartstrings
play me like a symphony
pleasing to Amor

Bloom
peeling off petals
one by one
falling
fragrance scattering
intoxicating all senses

The body once a wasteland
slowly soaking up the dewdrops
trickle to a stream
a river
a sea
a tsunami

Moonlight cinema

The old Ford carried our young souls under the starry sky
slowly rolling into the moonlight cinema

stretched on the worn leather seat
resting my feet on the dash

bubble gum blowing while you tuning the radio frequency to the movie

rolling my head to mess up my hair to
the rock and roll remaining sound
in my head

the sound of your coke can letting out a yawn
woke me just in time for the movie previews

shuffling chips bags and salted cashews
manically getting ready before
the 15 minute preview ran out

“hey Puff!” you called out to me
I looked up through my bird’s nest hair
like a curious new born

you leaned over and kissed the four petals of my lips
my face relaxed and a smile started to bloom

we lazed in the worn leather seats
lounging into each other
a line of wriggling toes on the dash
two young souls
sharing a movie – Fast and Furious
in the old Ford

How many movies
how many coke can yawnings
how many chips and salted cashews
and how many moonlight smooches…

Gorilla

( image from rockdraw.com )

You were raging, splattering, raving and rattling the cage

I was standing and watching you in amazement

I was made to have keen observant eyes to spot you

You gravitated me to glue to your contorting face even in the most gruesome illustration

You could bring on the devil’s horns
I felt at ease and knew
I would tame that to peace

You were raging, splattering, raving and rattling the cage

I was standing and watching you in amazement

I stepped agilely forward to unlatch the gate
You leaped out and landed all over me
four eyes met
your flames mellowed into
my whirlpool of affection

Buon giorno

I finally woke up with a cat stretch

Searched and found the tropical island deep in your eyes

‘Hey!’

Before you responded

‘Shhhhh!’

My lips plopping to splash your heart