031510f You Have Reach Me Poem by Manonton Dalan

a mosquito helicopter circling overhead
it can not be the weatherman or news man
definitely not the traffic reporter, we have
highway is dotted with cameras that there's
no need for squad car to chase a fugitive
we have intercept points, can't be beat

a big crimson ball has risen from east
so awesome i thought i'm in mount fuji
i'm admiring the timing moment, best
my stress seem to vaporise, i could sigh
tracing my pants' line for a piece of a pen
i have to make a note to begin a poem

on the west countless sails move in unison
with undulating waves, brightness slowly born
there you're ocean blue you have reach me
how are you, still here admiring your beauty
as if magic has spoken, traffic start moving
i have to get inside my car, other side is waiting