Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Blue Boy.

My lil blue boy
would you think if I would tip my toes
to have a look of you from the artificial walls?

To imagine how were you to carry on
when you were fighting in the battle
with the colourful expressions that you could use
that actually slip and hide
in your day

That why was it that you were quiet at times
why were you alone
when can I see you
if it is happened to be
upon the calculation of bits
of the universe

And then I see you, my lil blue boy
Like how you always are
mingling with yourself

Was wondering if you saw me
when my waive actually banged the door
having my footsteps drew further
with full conscious
part of the Act, it is

But it doesn't matter
I'm your lil blue girl today, (too)
it so happens

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