My Confidence

In order to get the idea of this poem, please read the additions first, there I gave upon you an instructions or easy to say an image of the guy I'm in love with with all the impeccable, in my point of view, features.
-Ronnie
 
Additions:
Swan- distant, afraid yet rebellious handsome
Horse - affectionate
Tangerine tree - thriving, alive, tired
Fountain - cool, collected, playful with or out emotions
Hot pavement - hot, dangerous   


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For my darling - Yuk-Hei.

Behind these mountains, I can see
you face, my confidence is lightning
out like a haze, scorching you, as if blaze
blowing my inner abyss

White tapping of toes are tracing my coffee linen
It's you in my room, black hood
Red copper hair are sprawling, like a
whale, yeah touch me here, so good!
 
If you could be faster, than your last
train, lonely mountains would have
reminded me of a big fuzzy moss
Basically, already are
The air here is different
more fresh
more drunk
more lush, more sea-like

oozes from the tangerine trees
spectacular voice of bees

Would we celebrate?

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(Appendix)

You were dragging out - of the
private apartments,
low back, they're sealing your
house in front of your weary lids now:
- How are you feeling? - I'm asking you coyly,
afraid to frighten, like a kitten, interlaced tips of
fingers
- Handcuffs are on me, I see how
I lose everything, even you - his voice
is frozen
- I will save you!
- Hardly believe in it, darling

They took him away

 
I have my eyes only for him, not to
mention others are oppressed
whose knees are going weaker
small lilos
erases smirk,
drinks coke,
eyes dozed

Yes, I cried so hard, mu soul
respond to the dancing fountains
Everyone was happy, except for me
whose eyes were welling up with tears
'cuz
all the experience that I have
already seen do not compare with
how die-hard
boy look at me

Thy you, the sun is swelling my
sunglasses
The waiter is so sick to the bones,
he is an impotent for sure,
wearing an iron tray like a
shield - Hot pavement, yo fire!
Chevrolet Camaro
I spit out that damn liquorice,
Sighed out, yes

Get me free, carry to the indigo
fire, dissolve my responsibilities
Name me is a Red-Head-Loco
Meanwhile I'm alone still, the
swans are swimming one after
another, there is a black
swan - like you
Aren't you lost? - No, only your
new form, like the horses, whom

I've met, they were eating from
my palm on the day number 3
keep further, on the 6,500 ft -
2000 metres, my oxygen decreasing
though, i keep walking like
a squat fire
Flat water thumping, when I take
look closer, O , how cold! 
deadly many calmness, peacefully

serenity.... Perhaps, not my
case on the day number 4,
shitty photos were made, My
confidence grew more that day
Aaaahhh - I'm a Dragon, Saint Church
wave,
Why i accept the fact that I'm
ready to give myself to the man, J

I was mistaken, was I? He
couldn't handle me?
I was mistaken, had given
to the relationship all my,
wrote you a letter, ;ove letter
handwritten, you pressing lovingly
stroking new corners, hesitating still

O Cold Man! O Unsure Man!
Love me to the stars. Oh no! The fog is
coming to the daunting mountains

Thoughts are anxious - something
(bad) is coming over
It's you real, swan
horse, fountain,
tangerine tree, hot pavement
Real one and true - mine thee
sobbing, hide me from all these
hills, suspended chair,
glide down on the ramp up

right and left, direct to all the
glorious places, you my free
rider, my vice versa
the clouds like the beads are
lowering their spark,starched-stale air (1)
We kiss, tantalizingly, soaring
the dense fog is hiding us, which
cauldron (is oozes from tangerine
tree) - the fog became better than before

(Reluctantly asking): -Are you free, again?
- I am free, non-existent, but with
U, V - I live

Us dissolved.



- (1) Starched-stale air
- Starched means new - new man, groom, who's treating and caring itself, himself right, perfectionist sharped man, ideal
- Stale obviously means he's not changing, got used to be like that, on his own mind, world, not gonna change.