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Give me a tiny piece of land
barely large enough for me to stand
by an ever-flowing stream
and I'll yield plenty of my sweet offspring
to all of you
I'm ready to yield
by nature
so please don't argue
or fight like dogs over a few bones
in my presence
for all I need is love and peace
in my place
where the blue sky and white cloud are always
in an affectionate embrace
You're omnipresent
yet absolutely not a pleasant present
sent by the maker
I can put up with your hideous exterior
as long as you never appear
in the daylight hour
Now
you're crawling onto the page of my poetry
stenching all the beauty
This is the last straw on delicacy
I'm going to whack you
with the morning newspapers
hoping this incident won't hit the headline
in the evening
You
are
such
a
crying
baby
shedding
tears
like
summer
rain
even
when
I'm
beaming
brilliantly
like
sunshine
Perhaps
we
are
meant
for
each
other
for
whenever
we
come
across
each
other
we
paint
a
most
resplendent
rainbow
in
the
blue
sky
together
Life is a rose
when I appreciate its charm
at a distance
Life is full of pains
When I try to grasp its petals
In my palms
My love
Can you tell me why
purslane supreme yellow is in full bloom
when the sun is in full swing
If you care to cast a glance
your heart
like a tightly-closed bud
will start to unfurl
in the passionate ray of sunshine
That morning
when on my way to visit spring
I caught a glimpse of your skirt of green
strewed with deep blue polka dots
floating in the breeze
by the roadside
so I guessed
you were waiting for summer's grace
Never did I realize
what love at first sight meant
until your soothing charm
kept lingering in this poor heart of mine
No one knew anything about your name
except you were pretty and lovely
so I supposed
I'd miss you like Echo in the valley
When your name is softly sung
in the song
The Twelfth of Never
I know now I'll love you as well
Bluebell
till summer forgets to come
till you forget to bloom
I didn't send you an invitation in the first place
yet you always stayed in my place
and made yourself at home
like it was your home
You fed on me
like I was your sugar daddy
Now you're pregnant with my baby
and you simply want to say ciao, baby
You can't just go
after you have shamed my ego
You bloody mosquito
When I vowed
I would be forever free from the woe
of a lover
my heart appeared a pond mirror
When I see
a spring breeze
flirting and throwing peach blossoms
onto the still water's skin
my heart hence starts rippling
In the darkness outside
torrential rain keeps stamping on the canopy
gusts howling like ghosts
fierce and hungry
running for easy preys on the flooded streets
I toss and turn in bed feeling uneasy
for I can not see
through the misty window pane
the mesmerizing moon lady
smiling at me
for I was caught up in this small lane
Hence
I sit up and write down this poem
I long for you all the more
although I can see you no more
How I wish you could read it now
but I know how
Maybe in your dream
I'm stepping into the storm this night
against the high wind
and walking toward you on a typhoon night
It's drizzling again
and I'm thinking of you
Thinking of the silky tresses
that float in the air
conjuring up a paradise
in the misty rain on an autumn night
I'm eager to be a street lamp ever waiting
waiting for you to stroll by
to reflect your grace
on each raindrop on my face
If you happen to see me wobble
it's neither the gale nor the whisky
It's your charms
with which I'm drunk over and over again
My words just don't go to the right place
when we come face to face
I couldn't care less
which face
could launch a thousand ship
If I can still maintain my eloquence
in your presence
Hence
I have no choice
but to sing of you in my poetry
even though it may sound a bit silly
When trees begin to put on
red and purple
I'll write down my longing
for you
on a leaf of maple
drop it in the air
and hope
a gentle breeze
may send it into your dream
Repetition
I'll plant an ocean of sunflowers
on the inside of my heart
since there is nothing but illusions on this earth
When in deep despair
I'll remember to close both of my eyes
and see those cheerful smiles
with the other
In the season of sunshine
I was waiting for you
under the sky of blue
like waiting for the season of falling leaves
the mellow tide for romance
Now
here you are
perfuming my garden with elegance of art
You're a gorgeous maple
more colorful than all the flower petals