Simple.

Love is,

Being with a simple person

With an extraordinary soul,

Who makes simple things

Feel like extraordinary experiences.

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Kiss.

Locking eyes,

Locking lips.

May our kisses be filled,

With trueness of feelings;

Withdrawal be prolonged,

With passion lingering.

Never once in the future,

Be a regimental action

Of a set of programmed responsibilities;

Or be forgotten amongst negativity.

True.

I know you are the one,

‘Cause whatever questions my heart asked,

Yours answered.

There was no fear,

There was no abuse.

I know when you are near,

I know that, finally, you are one that is true.

Fake.

He said I’m cold,

But he made a mistake.

It’s a blow,

The things said were fake.

It has taken a toll,

The past has been raked.

I don’t know,

How long it’s going to take.

But don’t let that doubt grow,

For goodness sake.

I’m not cold,

And I’ve no hate.

Please let him know,

Before decisions are made.

‘Cause when I go

Through the exit gate,

It’ll be three hours or so,

To the relationship’s wake.

Primary.

Color me yellow,

If you see the bellows turn mellow.

Color me red,

If you see anger and is not afraid.

Color me blue,

If you see a solemn soul that is true.

Color me beautiful,

If you can take all yellow, red and blue.

Last.

Hold me tight and don’t let go,

But they say, “Easy come and easy go.”

He may write a heartfelt card,

He may vow, “Till death do us part.”

But it’s not about who stays or who parts,

It’s about who stays till the last of my heart.

Take Me Back.

A smile that blazes,

Sweet like sugar glaces.

It was not when I see you dressed,

That I realised your nakedness.


Your prolong gazes,

Like bolts from tasers.

They send me to places,

Like those with ming vases.

Disarray.

A spell you threw my way,

Oh, I remembered that day.

Triggered my mental disarray,

Oh, now you gotta pay.

It was the first week of May,

Back when I was still gay.

It was crazy in a way,

That was before you got away.

Achilles.

How are you?

Like a fish without water in its gills.

I miss you.

You’re my heart’s Achilles heel.

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