You are my unsaid words.
I am your unfinished thoughts.
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Sun tilts glowing head
Behind leaves of savage wood
Beaming naughtily.
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Remembering the day,
I sent you a love poem of your favorite poet
With a pleasant expectation
Of making our love story more romantic.
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This is the moment of supernaturalism
When we bury the sun under Mariana Trench,
Slaying him into pale pieces.
Or we lit up the moon on the forehead of dawn.
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Curtains burned the pre-dawn darkness
Liquid gold starts oozing from keyhole.
It seems earth just made a round of sun
But my earth still rests in my midnight arms.
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Your love has the tragic eyes of a storm,
That never care to look back
To the destruction
It has caused to my fragile earth.
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Under the hands of ancient sun
We wash our thoughts
And leave them amidst the blades of grass,
To be soaked again
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When you parted our sky in two halves
It bled white, spreading
The smoky scent of drifted light.
Stars cried tears of Lily petals
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When the mindless fingers of mine
Suffer from a vacuous fever,
They spill gibberish
Under the mask of poetry.
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