Life is Short, Kiss the Rose

I can spend forever to trace
These soft delicate rosy curves.
My eyes are lost in this lovely shape,
Yours is craft created by nature.
My fingers can’t keep in proper place
To trail in front grace, tender.
My lips close the space
And your kiss back stills the earth.

Daily Post prompt : Trace
Last Sunday at Kyoto botanical garden, Kyoto

Night Sweets

Coffee at night,
Warm tart’s so sweet,
You in my thought
Are treats and threats.
I lie awake,
Dream of your breaths.
At least, in sleep,
Our lips meet.

Daily Prompt: Tart


Photo: strawberry danish from Ben’s and coffee milk at 10 PM (161114)

The Goodbye Invitation

Are there twinkle stars in your eyes?
Or the glowing moon in your mind?
How do you make those gentle lights shine
Into where my deepest feeling hides.

Are they all petals on your fingertips?
But the red rose ones seem to be on your lips.
Why your soft touches could snip
My despairs and nightmares in one swift.

Are that like signal in your smiles?
I daydream your love might be mine.
If our fates just once entwine,
I invite my life this beautiful goodbye.

Daily Prompt: Twinkle


# I want to write something cute for this word but it naturally flows in this way lol.

Four Kisses a Day

Every morning,
Imagine the soft kisses.
The first one on your lips
Mumbles greeting for the day.

If drowsiness creeps in,
The second one brushes it away.
It tries its best to say
Wake up and have a good day.

The third whispers – I believe in you.
And whatever you have to do today,
Just do you best.
Everything is going to be okay.

In all the evenings,
When you come back from your long way.
My forth one waits and stays
To tell I love who you choose to be, always.


# Wish everyone a beautiful wake-up and a wonderful day:)

A Heart Shot

It’s warm and nice, right here, in your arms.
I looked up at your face, you scared.
What happened, baby? I looked down.
It was blood, blood, blood everywhere.

It’s not hurt but it’s hard to resist
Heavy eyelids. I wanted to rest.
But you said don’t, don’t, with kisses.
Keeping me drifting to space.

It’s so far and like a chaos
Around me and my inner thought.
I breathed in, breathed in, your sweet scent,
Nowhere’s more perfect place if I’m lost.

Stay with me, you stumbled, I trembled.
I love you, love you too, in the air.
To awake was beyond capable.
I didn’t want to go, I sweared.

At the point, we had to pull apart.
Let me ask the last thing only?
You promised, anything, everything, my baby.
I whispered please, please don’t wait for me.


# The sweet nightmare at 6:30 AM.

The Life Tourist

Let’s be a life tourist,

Mull over where to visit
And possibilities.

Pack, prepare, and be fitted
For journeys.

Joy is committed but with

Be curious like a kid,
Be flexible with a different society.

Known by heart what is missed
Would come back, too rarely.

Travel life likes this is a time of last kiss
Make it meaningfully, memorably, passionately.


Daily Prompt: Tourist