Love...

The gracious pianist glides his fingers upon the keys of black and white, major and minor, without obvious difficulty. He adheres his fingers with no margins of error, and the accompaniment struts her stuff. The acoustic atmosphere, the essense of the playing piano and violin, enhances the all new content, which brings in the unforgettable tales of two lovers.

My dear, the time has come. I'll have to face you, with my knees bend down, with my face interacts with the ground, with my controlled emotion held back to the extreme. The adjustments are in place, there is nothing wrong with this feeling, just the way I handle love, and love is so much brittle and fragile.

Tempting, I just cannot hold it much longer. Time lapses, and the eerie silence brings about a new chapter of life. As your unknown figure over the past few years, silence has been the greatest obstacle. The vacuumed area, distracts and deflects every word of whisper, impenetrable to your ears, an elusion, misconception, impaired and simply excrutiating.

With the minimal usage of grammar, her ravishing outlook has taken me aback. Paralysed, my appearance looked synthetic. On the arch of love, I give my words to you. You just stood there, with the held backs of all these years, the truth has unravel. No longer the unknown, I've come to be the man you love.

Love and be a dream, can be rough on the edges, sometimes it also hurts, cripple the inner man within. Althougth I've told you the truth, the likes of you, you sent it away, astray, at bay. Nevertheless, I still love you. You'll know what I'm telling you, in the mere future.

Like......

I saw her from a distance. She twinkled her pair of little, yet immortalized eyes. It may sound weird, but there are nothing that concerns of me that I like her for what she has. She was no other than a maiden, hovered into my life, embarks her true identity - a girl. The angels in their own margin, chanting and sent the flares off to her arrival. My dearest queen, where is the way to what we want to have? I can only humble, and I left her with the decision to make. Little as this may sound, but the lustre, sparks, had not arouse her of my presence. Devoured by my humility, I deliberately stepped out of the crowd, and cling on to your hands. My maiden, full of tremor, but inner piece within the core. Her humbled servant, in no sense at all, wrote her a tale. Without her knowing, she was glorified. Without her knowing, she was announced with tremendous feedbacks. Without her knowing, she turned into someone I like, and probably someone I can love for the eternity. Things may go over the border, but the bounty of love is that much. Withstand the desires of a lover's heart can do nothing but heartaches. With only the admiration, things cannot be any better. Surely, the barrier's downed. but will she let me down with her royal announcement? That's for sure, for me to find out myself.

I am, always an undiscovered explorer, an unknown servant, but always an unforgettable lover.