I'd lie to myself that rubber ducks can fly
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Week 18, Love in the winding roads of Paris.
My lover, my dear,
Was a dare devil without fear,
Spontaneous, mysterious,
Aloof to what he sees or hears,
Not a typical buff of others' beliefs,
Does all he loves, romping down the streets of Paris,
And he sings, he jumps, he strums his guitar
Oh, but when he sings you'll need a barometer,
His mischief fades into his sweet nature,
Eyes dazzling like the reflection of the stars in the sea,
He is humming my favourite tune from our last anniversary
How I crave for his tender love and affection,
That magically stops all time and motion,
Once again, he sings, he jumps, he strums his guitar,
Way back into my heart......
Wah seh, this is by far the best I've written I think...... To think that I've got so much creativity. (Hint hint) Ha ha ha, I myself can't believe what I'm seeing. But I'm not sure if it's really that good. Alot of effort was put into it okay! 8)