Valentine

Just like a hallowed
and hallucinated flying dove,
your blaring eyes
and blowing hairs
make me cry
out for your antediluvian love.

Separated by continents,
oceans and mountains,
I long for the quiet of the frigid desert,
and the quintessential
warmth your touch on
my chest and kiss on
my lips will bring to my chirping heart.

Foggy air and frosty
grass envelope, with
a veneer of softness
and tranquility of
heaven, the oscillating limbs of juniper.
And I stare outside,
farther in the east,
and feel deep in
my heart that you
are asleep thousands of
miles afar in the clasp of a passionate lover.

Downcast sky,
with the melancholic
whisper of howling wind,
brings in laggard
feeling with a touch that seems so pristine!
Suddenly I feel the
splurge of your
breath bringing the
freshened aroma
of love thousands
of miles away and
scraping my lips with the sweetest kiss of Valentine.

Feel of SeparationValentine

Your Reputation

I would close my eye
with shame
if I see your reputation
is not held high
enough.

High enough to make
it a shining
example to others,
unreachable by
anyone, undaunted by
any storm no matter
what how intense it can be.

Leave it on my shoulder
my dear,
I promise to lift
the heavy burden of
foisting your reputation
and honor above
mine and all.

My Heart Is Your Home

My lovely princess,
oh my lovely princess.
I am eagerly
waiting for you--
yes my dear,
for you only.

My love,
my dear love,
I see you every
moment, everywhere--
in my dream, in sky,
in lake, in lagoon,
in desert, in the
mountains, in valleys,
in fertile green,
in sweet springs--
smiling at me, and
with your graceful
posture, saying:
"very soon, I am
returning home,
my sweet home:
tender-soft heart
of my silly boy".