Still of The Night.

Your voice echoed so loudly,
like a big ol' bell,
vibrating, ...in circular motion,

...times like this,
it chooses to roar like a beast,

where are you,
where are you right now.

Scented

The sun was scorching


so blatantly




I spent my daytime gazing into your eyes

to keep myself distracted

...signs of repetitions and inconsistency


was just what was played from the surveillance tape recorded



If only I could forget about the world

take your hand

and dive into the deep blue sea


...that is how I came to miss you




Vision of a faded picture taken


slipped into the one-third slash of a book


your knock was soft as a petal


a mere fragrance there was

Okay?

'Okay!'

I would like to affirm to your nags.

Despite how pony, how jade you are,
my grin would outshine you, oh I know how they would...
make your day, maybe :)



I have been much engaged with oneirism lately,
and self snapped with a full mind blow subsequently.

Like how I used to believe in how effective mousetraps function.

I need no stimulus to keep me on my toes,
I have more than that to handle :)

I wish to hear from you!

and I wish you well.

Inspire me, love.

Like you always do.

Come Together

Hello darling,

when I feel so much like reaching to you,

I drop by a certain space, via a certain medium.

e.g. I've just sang to the sea without border.


It might not be wise to deconstruct the form of energy,

...and I know it's okay,

for the future of our encounters were already decided to be predictable,

boring and prudent.


:P


I'll talk to you like my imaginary friend!


"Thank you for tuning in"

Ring My Bell.

The recollection passed me by,

long gone before you were here.

It was part of me and I couldn't help it,

something I knew you'd want to hear back then.

Sorry, it was / was not love that we witness some time ago,

it was just something beautiful.

Perceptions we share about beauty...

It was indeed surreal. 

May has arrived, love.

All shall be well.

Concentric.

Freud says I can't let it pass, still.

Hence what happened.

How can I take one - not seriously

when I was made a fool back then

there were a lot of fingers

one spot light

a girl on the ground

so many of them talking

ids, egos and superegos intersect

It was noisy and chaotic

all she needed was just a chill,

was that so?

Was that so?

Reminder:

I know not of who you are.
You came and
went and came, and stop,
and went and paused,
and stayed, and linger,
and hauled, and prickled, and slapped,

was that all, I asked.

Was that all?


If you think that was it, think again.


You forgot your words,...
oh of course you would.

And it's okay, I will just have to hypnotize myself - for better reasons.

You know we are good at that,

I know you do.