February 06, 2025

Like rhythm and blues, I want ripple in a deep dark ocean. May I know your depth? How hollow is your existence? Does it echo? Have you planted roots in your favourite colour? Have you wavered over night and day? Have you seen the crescent moon? Did you see the venus? Have you tapped your toes? Have you weaved a story? Did you drown in fantasy? Have you floated in a universe? Have you written? Have you ? Have...have you? Because if so, you are mine in every colour, in every shape, in every dream, in every tenses, in every time and in every existence.