Every stroke of the pen
paper is filled with affection...

The
night is...

I
waited till...

You stand far apart
yet so close...

I can withstand
the ill words...

with a stone heart
i took hold of your hand...

Plastered smile
walks around to satisfy...

How was it...
Across the vast seas...

I’ve lost what I couldn’t hold
hoping its return...

You surface without announcing
understand the depth of my feelings...

The one who listens
to all that you pour and catch...

From wall to wall without space to breathe
we are cramped to fill each page...