Monday, 9 April 2007

COCKLES, COCKLES, chocked

BUS PLATE, 975
EVERY SUNDAY
THEY'LL BE THERE
OR SQUARE
LAUGH OF small HYENA
AND SWEET CHUCKLES

innocently adorable
MY EYES WILL BE FIXED
ON THEM OF COURSE
MY LIPS WILL CREAK A THIN SMILE THEN
UPON THEIR ACTS
I SECRETLY IMAGINE MYSELF
misbehaving with them
WE'LL SHARE CHILD'S JOKES
and play the game "chi ko pak"
WE'LL BOARD THE BUS
and shake it with burst of sniggers
WE'LL SHARE SEATS
and tickle our funny bones
WE'LL PLAY THE PAPER GAME
and tear them apart
*poof
thats imagination.

today's different
THEY LAUGHED TOGETHER WITH ME.
I'M PART OF THEM,
IN A DIFFERENT HEIGHT.




I LOVE YOUR ATTENTION
WHEN SHE'S NOT AROUND
WHEN SHE IS THOUGH, I SPARE YOU
I WILL NOT CURSE NOR BESTOW PROFANITIES
WITH OPEN HEART, I LESS MIND TO SHARE YOUR TIME
YOU'RE DULL
I MIND THE LEAST
I'LL STARE AT YOUR PERSONAL MESSAGE
GETTING IT SORTED OUT
FOR ITS NOT MEANT FOR ME
I LOVE YOUR NAME
FOR IT REMINDS ME OF YOUR FAME
" THE MAN WITH SUPERPOWERS "
THE SAME POWER THAT MESMERIZED ME
I'M TRAPPED
IN YOUR WEB
NO, YOU AIN'T SPIDERMAN
YOU HAVE FLIGHT X-RAY VISION
YOU HAVE HEAT VISION
AND SUPER SPEED
YOU ARE EARTH'S HERO
AND NO, YOU ARE NOT A BIRD
NOR A PLANE
YOU ARE SOMEONE I KNOW
BY THE NAME
YOU ARE SOMEONE I ADMIRE
THOUGH I'M DOUBTFUL AS THE REASON
I'M CLINGING ONTO YOU
I DO NOT CARE YOUR WORDS
NOR DO I WANT TO HEAR YOUR ACCEPTANCE
I JUST WANT TO BE WITH YOU.
HEAR YOU.
SEE YOU.
IT IS MORE THAN SATISFYING.
I'M NOT ASKING MUCH
TO BE FULL BY YOU.
YOU ARE MY NIGHTMARE, COVERED WITH THE SWEETEST FUDGE.

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