Monday, December 16, 2013

Nature (?) Romantic (?) Poetry 5 (2013)

I am sun
I wonder how I can bling
I hear my voice by which I feel alive
I see all the thing, which only look at me.
I want to become a rising sun for you

I am water
I pretend ice cube
I feel my temperature is very cold, but really hot.
I touch all the thing, which only needs me,
I worry about your sadness
I cry when you look blue.

I am air
I understand how you feel.
I say you become a good man.
I dream the world filled a smile
I try to make you happy
I hope your smile

I am yours

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