A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?

Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…