SHE, for she is

this is my reply poem
to my special someone
as a gratitude for
the lovely gift and thoughts
for me..





"do you wonna be my friend?"
a song humming
inside the house..
for us,
the saying goes in action
on a thin, flat sheet


the chandelier is right upon
the dance hall is set to right
the brush is there
with illustrous seven lights


for you is the nymph
that awaits for dragonfly
touring the ponds awhole
no wings to fly
for the reed has not yet to reach
hoping to dart
with gauzy wings


the foot never realise
but the sole is always
cautious on paddock
as the wind blew North
the seed is spread



there always is, the honey
in each and every hive
but beware!
for still, there were the army



for every guards
stood the water
priceless, beyond the pale
and i know
i MUST get it!
i CAN get it!
and i GOT it
leaving the "U" sign
eternally in the eyes...