2009年7月21日 星期二

taste love

my love was so ripe

a overripe love

i walk in vineyard to find where my lover was

i miss you

i was as  a lot of segments

we were the sole of sea

always be together

man a rare love who love you is medium rare

it tastes too sour after falling in love

my love was a doughnut for you

drinking a cup of a black coffee to feel what love was

i always cry in my bathroom

were your love in use

where was the entrance of your love

i can not look for it

why my love was overloading

who can tow my love away from the parking space

my missing still be speeding

if i send my love to you

the postman will feel

my love was so overweight

i was so weak as the sponge

writing feelings of each day in notebook is a favorite habit

i will put dumping with my love to you

all will be full of the world

my depression was enlarge day by day

the lipstick still stay there to wait for you as I did it

i can not forget that your perfume always be in my mind

toothbrush was so lonely to look at me

i often smell your clothes with the perfume oil

it seem full of your perfumes over the air

you were the diamond

i was the crystal

my mouse often close as a shell without you

because i just kiss you

i can not control of my respiration

take breathe far away

i need your perfume to save me from the darkness

only your kiss that i require

i often made some nightmare

often hope to make a dream about you

but i did not

i was so hump as the black cloude

who can understand my mood was so hump

hump mood need to live with your perfume

however

my lump mood miss it

it was a nightmare to me

so that

i always smell feeling of love with your profume

the flying bird

There were a lot of shine lights

these lights shining is your eyes

your eyes write three words to say you love me

the cloude is your hairs

your hairs combine you and I to be one together

i was a fool where i stand in the top of mountain

you were in the far the sky away

sometimes your eyes seem close and then open

tonight i write a love poetry again

i was not tired for love you

listening the music of piano

look for your pictures in my room

finding it again by again

you were a angel flying

i was so serious to find it

you were in my heart after looking your pictures

i can not got it

but i get you in my memory

as we walk and sit inside riverside

our love is the huge ocean

i was the small crap

you were the stone

i was the beach

you were the sea

my tears were the water of sea

full of the beach as my face

i call for you with my tender and weak voice

where were you

i pray and send my missing to you with the ocean

i find my treasure as you

you were my best one tresure of world

the bird fly around the sky

the bird ought to find his lover

his lover was disappear

i seem as me

but i can not fly

but my heart had been into your heart and your future

my voice had bother to the flower of the beach 

how about my broken heart

or my heart already break cause of loving you honesty

it is true as the white bird flying as my love to you

let us become these bird flying

let us make a new life

making all each other as the flying bird

i stand in the mountain to view these flying bird

these light still be shining within my heart

my love is the flying bird

fly to your way with my the best honesty and true love