Paragraphs of lovey doveys

That night you cried to me
Saying how shallow my love for you
How untrue it was,
That all night I lost my sleep
and now I come to you,
With paragraphs of lovey doveys

"
I love you truly. Truly I do.
Everything about me likes everything about you.
The snap of my neck wants you.
The way I hold my pen desires you.
The sound made by my tiniest bones
A singing symphony of our love song.

Watch out! My love burns drowns chokes you.

My hairstylist disagrees: hate her for life.
My hesitation when you burps: it is a lie, I love it
Your pleasant “good morning”: butters me

So often when I’m sleepy
Nuzzling my head on your shoulder is the next best thing
When the night comes, my heart needs a soft bolster to hang on to
so they won't miss you when I'm asleep
Layers of love, like a yummy layer cake
With glee and a childish poke
I dissect you cell by cell, so that I might love each one
individually and at leisure.
My lungs, a precious twins, joyous in every second
sharing the air you breathe, which can never have enough of you.

Leave you may,
My life will be then, a trapped broken submarine.
"

Adapted and rewritten, 
UTP
232am 30/7/2013

Have you ever visited the memory lane?

Have you ever visited the memory lane?
Clouds of vivid memories
And charms of forgotten tales

Have you ever visited the memory lane?
I did
It begins with a sigh
And a step on the old dusty taken pathway
A familiar fragment
I found in the mist
There you are, a figure,
Though it is a messy visualization
Of someone long existed in my heart
I did say hi
Sadly my voice is sunk
Rivaled by a wave I called courage
And a wonderland, welcomes me
It is a promised land I have ever wished for
For it is emptily fulfilled
I bid goodbye as it collapses
And a faraway train stops before me
Appears an old wrinkled face
With grin of glee,
And his distracting green tight pants

"Have you ever visited the memory lane?"
   "Oh yes, indeed I did"
"Well, It’s okay to visit the memory lane, just don’t live there."

I looked back
It is, an empire ruled by my old self
Perfectly warm, akin to butterfly cocoon at its finest
Reluctantly, I'm on the train
Leaving the world of ' if only if '
My tears beg me to stay
Knowingly I have to shed them away
And my next destination, please if you may
The cruel reality of tomorrow


Thought and Crapped
Written 16/7/2013
1136pm UTP

Oh, Myself

Oh, Jack,
Don't run, don't fret
Stay foolish, stay curious
Oh, Peter,
Don't stop, don't look back
The road is long
Breath in, feel your heart
Take a step, paint the other
Oh, Elizabeth
Don't frown, stay cute
You are always the Sun of my happiness

Oh, myself
You are just too tired of the heavy blue skies
You, and your fragile little wings
It's okay,
Smile for others you may pause
Smile for yourself you shall now