sandwich bite

mouth open wide

as a form of expression of my body

stretching the sides of my lips

revealing a non-sight friendly cavity

indecent,


does one need a stamped culture to invalidate one's behaviour

to justify a state of being


my heartbeat to be held back with a status quo

i am programmed to be a blank canvas

and this many facets that I carry


are they not enough to spark what is that that we both seek?




my gentle being takes to steps back

初體驗

registration of an act in the mind

the matters of the most trivial

since when have I lost the ability -

no



since when have I pick up the ability

of feeling such simple feelings

you make me weak on my knees

I have zero immunity on you being you



you sent me a picture

you sent me a thought

so I can keep it in my pocket

so you can make me smile

I did it

an act that I would never fathom

even with that presence I would still hide

because your eyes speak of that one language

I'm smitten

I'm all yours



you have no idea

how dear you are to me

in the case where time and space

has to stand in between

the universe of our souls


and always

I feel like travelling ahead of time

just to touch you

just to see you

just to hear you

just to smell you

to taste you




my love

now, this space

this experience is butter

this lifetime would be our butter knife

the touch would be what I'm feeling now

smooth

and you

you are my good fat,

saturated

Stitch Binding: Volume 1

Do you have someone in your mind?

Yes.

Tell me about the person.

He resembles a world of contrast; honest and secretive, open and selective, sarcastic and reserved, strong and gentle, feminine and masculine, friendly and intimidating.

Constructed by such a kaleidoscope of planes and patterns, the more I discover, the more it expands.

He's an apple of many's eye.

What do you like about this person?

As much of a people's person, flamboyant full-time, his genuineness shines at times. He could be generous in giving, and in some situations, it spills off, selectively. Sometimes accidentally. 

He enters a space with confidence and a purpose, his goals are spelt on his forehead.

Sometimes he shies off a facade. 

What is this person's physical attributions?

Kind eyes. That's probably where you can see most of his true self. 

He has a body frame of a certain archetype - strong shoulders, well defined upper body 

and of course when he express with his body, he's speaks fluently and instinctively.

Sometimes a glow peaks at his cheek bones. And that is often perceived as an irresistible charm.

Also that handsome hue of his brown skin.

What do you feel about this person?

That he has so much to discover about his potential. I love the sense of rawness that he illuminates now and then, as if it is all done subconsciously. 

He has a very unique blend of flavour - at least to what I see.

Naturally I know what my reactions could be systematically qualified as - that I felt affection for him.

I would say I wish he feels the same, but there's no need for that.

I am not about to decide how this beauty feels.

He reminds me of the very untainted fondness one could feel. One that blossoms and nurture.

Do you have anything to say to him?

You're a wonderful being. 

I wish you could be constantly surrounded by affection, affection you deserve.

After thought:

My world could have been shrunk into the size of a palm.

But for all energy the universe has drawn, it says now, and the present is where it lives.

I thank you for for such reminders. 

Love

Percy Anderson

The only reason I cried was probably because I found out that it was all real.



A mere projection of the pure and most innate. It travelled through space, greeted strangers, possibly friends.



And when you sang with the only way that I could recognized, it feels like the sky is falling down.
Tumbling, like rocks on my body.



Because it is a story about us. Apologies, lines and frequencies, regurgitated.
We printed pages, so we shall not be too hard on us. On ourselves.



You teared, I was going to wipe them away.








so maybe next time you won't leave

Sea Breeze

We learnt that goodbyes have their moments

each storyteller fights to have their ideas bought and sold

sometimes we contest for a golden ticket

for reasons, to be awaken

to be buried and to be lid in inferno


Perhaps you might say otherwise

you are always about ongoing action

carefree from unnecessary shackles

Lets argue, lets have a debate

and award ourselves

no matter what ends on our plate

I love you like that,

yes, you can't see

your objectified obsession(s), favourite coloured shirt or

favourite memory of intimacy,

I wish they could tell you something




I love you like that,

can't you see

お帰り

欢迎回来

吻一个

大衣挂上

咖啡一杯

给你个按摩

给你个拥抱

给你纯情的笑


欢迎回来

给你撒娇

任你奔跑

那天我们在黑暗里

想牵起你的手

与你淘气

哪怕那一秒

接收不对的暗号


欢迎回来

洗个脸

泡个热澡

松懈 在沙发上

说个故事来听

你的童年

心碎的往事

美好的回忆

理想与梦想

对我的爱意 或许

如果你愿意


欢迎回来

舒适的被窝

有张大被

给你安抚 给你暖

给你热情 给你溺爱

也给你 很多空间

想像空间



亲爱的

欢迎回来

Songbird

I wonder if I've ever stayed in your heart

swing on swings of your garden of mystic

all the time when I'm with you

you gave me butterflies inside


I'd like to look into your eyes

with no fear or constraints

have your language memorized

have your scent ingrained



Can I fly with you

into a world we've never been

we can be whoever we want

whoever we like about ourselves

trapped in the form of each

but never poor of our souls


you'll live under my skin

and I'll live underneath your bones

even though sometimes

bodies do hinder -

nonetheless,

I love it when you smile

they speak of something to me

they never lie

and I can not help but to give you more

each time you do

All and That in Between

My love to you is outward

like how I sing you a passionate, Portuguese tune

how I dance and express a self, physically

bold, I showed you some skin,

flesh and bone, maybe

I fuel you with sparks

we peak with our natural resources

just like the sun in the Nordic sky



My love to you is inward

subtle, like the stream

roots carved and engraved

I am the old oak tree

humble and loyal, my presence

and you'd always prefer to sit on the earth where I stand on

read a book, have a nap, or drink a cup of coffee

our resonance sound

as you seek for shelter in the rain

as the moon reflects the light of orange



I feel comfortable

lying in your arms

your touch, so gentle

it reminds me of a song

as you caress



until sun rise

I wake up to the first light of the day

you are no where to be found

but you are here

so close, deep inside




I wonder if there are times

times when you miss

miss the old oak tree

Personal

I traced the contour of your face

as you granted

as you look right into the core of my eyes

natural light on our faces -



So many thoughts to convey

I wonder where does the stream of source ends

it flows on and on and on

so as my romanticized ideas

deliberately, they run free

bare footed, light weighted

with an innate rhythm

of a wind-chasing beast


My means to an end

fear and consequences;

they do not conquer

for my intentions are not to be wronged

my kindness, of a result

to intrude with no complexity

the old school method, some might say

and a tradition I keep, most importantly





I don't know what I can do for you

Give joy over a preference of sadness

Good company over a preference of solitude

Sometimes I wonder

Not all the time, just sometimes



And as I trace the contour of your face

I tried to sense as much as I can

like a blind man

- just when can I see you again

"I like you"




I blurted

seems effortless

绿的歌颂

大雨点湿了绿色的森林
这醉人的场景
顿时让我忘记了
我是怎么

爱上了你




这神奇的画面
风向  雨飘
绿草舞动的旋律
如果你在我身边
我们可以安静地
赏阅
然而我仿佛会
轻轻勾着你的尾指
与你   肩并肩
赏阅



心    平静



犹如可以
安静的 不做作地
诉说
爱你 是怎么一回事



想你
如高原上流的清泉
细细地
清净地

想你
如匹马
奔波宽阔的草原
顺风     逆风
没有拘束

想你
如黎明的露水
凝在黄花上
温柔且 固

想你
不张扬
可依然   心不在焉





是否我的思念
你   接收了

我捕捉那
针叶树耸立的歌声





亲爱的
我想你

Uncollected

i love it when the sun rises
i'll be able to watch you sleep
i'll hum you a lullaby melody
even though practically
you don't need it

i love it when you're comfy
my senses and observations heighten as you beam
it is your generous energy
i figured, i know what i love what's sensed from you
what i see that's inside you
so lovable, you see
so lovable

lets go out for coffee
lets head down to the pine forest for a picnic
and then a wild chase
lets have more conversations
lets talk about possible top secret conspiracies
lets exchange ideas, execute ideas
lets have fun

an expansion of horizon
i'll take it as an indulgence
i must learn how to appreciate
all sorts of little gestures
instead of running with haste
with such haste
such annoying haste

ah how i miss you
lets go out for coffee

Mulberry Bush

clairvoyance

two dreamscapes, placed parallel

one is mine

the other is yours





it is a secret, i tell you

yes you filled my imagination

there was such a scene weaved somewhere in my strawberry field

left just too coarse to be realized


and you came to me

you got me flowers -

not

but your craft

wrapped with a thin leaf

how delicate it is

how beautiful it is




I wish

how I wish

河滨公园

We could have talked about streets

how familiar you are with the city

the art you made and will make

while you guide us through the pulse


I'd imagine that it will be half past seven

when we greet

at the corner of a junction

or across the road



Would that have made a difference

at a different location

with foreign sub-layers of intersections

so intricate that it could haunt one down


I think it will

for our commonalities will find each other





I'd be as excited as a kid

to see your default smiling muscles contract

spontaneously defined

eyes often too small to read

though it is strange

I barely know you



how I wish that we could converse without

grids, templates

we'll talk about everything

I'll sing to you

you'd love it, I think



I'd be donned in black

lets meet at the long shan riverside park



I can't wait -

I'll see you

Senses

让我沉醉于你的声音里

心跳声     呼吸

稍微薄的声音发自管道

节奏不曾放慢

呵  真有趣



那天

一不小心 注视了你的双手

岁月的痕迹       累积

它陪了你一世

韵味恰好

我是否看傻了眼

你只不过在打字

               想看你更多场合里    做的最爱

可以吗



碰      我背腰     问好

“我好好”

你总是逃不过

触碰的机会

是情欲  

仰或   单纯释放的表达



你那阵    皂香

讯息传    说我们距离太近了

可我放大瞳孔    解析

那是你毫无意念的作为

然而        也没有戒心

别说防备




尝            你

试了我再说

呵




亲爱的

把我给扰乱了

Ears on Ground

"Ma, I met a new friend today"

"I don't remember each encounter this often"

"He's like this warm ball of fuzzy energy... and he sometimes even smells like popcorn,

....no, potpourri"

"No, I wouldn't tell you how I found that out"



"He establishes himself as a blunt man"

"I was showered by sweet love"

"Sometimes it felt diabetic"

"The contrast thinned my vision"

"But ma, he didn't really have to do anything"

"I've been already stripped and unbuttoned,"

"...garments hung half way"



"If you only could see how amazing this friend I met"

"He is painstakingly versatile"

"Talented. Not overrated, but as how the word says it"

"He does things that paints my canvas"

"That canvas? My ideal reality"

"Nah, of course he doesn't know"

"That's out of his radius"



"Yes ma, I am very fond of him"

"Oh, possibilities?"

"That's not prioritized"

"Its been awhile since I've witness such... personification"

"The thought of him - woos me"

"Organically"



"I've got to go shower now"

"Please let a summer's warmth travel across to him on the chilled streets now"

"The heater's going to be turned on"

"I'll send him kisses"

"If they do not embody what the world constructs it as, actually"



"Love you, ma"

Too Much Coffee

I don't know you

Say, how do I start -



I think I've always liked you

Or rather, used of constructing imaginations over your psyche

your form


And when I get to know you

you seemed like a free spirit

not one that I've recorded previously

nor expected at all


You're almost like a child

worn no guard

reaching out


Funny thing is I got comfortable with your approach

other contrasting thoughts doesn't matter

and when you did what's physical

I wasn't disgusted

I could smell you, in fact

funny, I get to fathom

a male counterpart lost and found I guess


I always wonder how it works for you

Sometimes you just sounded so chirpy

others you stood out like -

what a funny composition


I don't know who are you

maybe you have well hidden intentions

a thousand speculations


but I'm feeling this

saying welcome


just like how I ran to you with a smile under the sun

when I parked my car

it was a warm afternoon, a warm one

that was authentic

I felt freed too


All the good things you say

was to good to be true, sometimes

heck too that, I like you,










thank you for those precious moments

Wings

Of four walls and a pin drop

judgmental eyes with a verdict, awaited

This was only one road out

as if the world is on my shoulders

in the verge of a burst

destruction


xx


I grew a pair of wings

He said,

it is for me to fly


If you were to be in my shoes,

I wonder...

Orderly Fashioned

We met and I really liked you

- just something that I'd never come across

Like spring water in winter

Like rose petals found hiding under the comforter


I've learnt to like you so fast

A fall without the sharp pain

Its something about your smile,

how you speak and how you react,

I guess...

we've talked about it,

even though you might not recall -


And then we had to call a break

I lost you out of the sudden

I was kept aside, I wondered...


When I look back,

I've never forgotten why -


Even after months,

when I see you

donned in your handsome green blazer, paired with your green low cut boots

or in your stone washed top on a clear day


It feels like I've never ever learnt to like someone based on how they express themselves in such manner

Guess I shall have that indulged silently

After I kissed you goodbye

I got anxious of your intermittence of mixology

I liked you again in your shorts

I even liked you again when you smiled - whole heartedly


Falling into somebody should be free

without constrains

without expectations, patterns, systems, order or chronology

this is how I fall for you



Fashioned as such

and such is how I like you so

A Thought So Light -

You came from a far away land

nothing within my reach

a land where my thoughts linger

a strawberry field some might have captured


All that I have made up and materialized

in this temporary world

was my rushed intention to create

and direct with my power and control

I have forgotten to become humble

as I stood by sunrise every day

I have forgotten that there is a force, an energy,  a being

larger than I am

and my minuscule worldly matters


I've halted my double duty

until angels remind and gave me a good knock

so much of self execution from one's self you see in others

it comes and goes most often

forms that you least expect -


Love

I will sit and wait for your return

you will play the harp and sing for me

showing me the wonders of this rare, beautiful string instrument

and how you adore it, as you adore me

and I will lie on the ground, just beside you

give you love in return

the way you prefer



I'll see you

in the midst of thin clouds

Unimportant

What makes you stand afar like a manipulator


Now I am the raptor

   and you're watching me from the ground

   holding to the grip - for the purpose of surveillance


Such confidence to make your presence made

you sat like a rock, a thousand years old

without a slight doubt of how I would come to mess your state

I could have been emotional

And loathe you for the unending reasons

Instead I stood and admire

I stood and admire


  This is surreal

this is point zero

where no one meets and intersects -

you belong to you and I belong to me


I was truly sincere

with my approach hence

sweet, if this were to be left and this is how we do it...

I'll do it with a smile

only for you,

only for you.


Even if you were to stand afar and don yourself as a manipulator -