Reverie

We were nothing more

than Bonnie and Clyde

that even makes our

own lives collide 

with stung arguments 

now and then

but 

I can't imagine 

myself 

imagining us

as James Dean

and Audrey Hepburn 

in a roofless car

sinking into the smell

of the salty sea,

exchanging wolfish

twinkles from

the lenses of our

shades 

and playfully let

the wind mess our hair.

My fear derives from

my naïveness 

because I don't know

what is under your 

leather jacket 

and it is a nature of

a Taurus to be unaware when

being taken advantage of,

but now

I don't mind crashing during

the ride and read false signs.

You seem like a sin,

tempting but forbidden,

but even an angel 

is bored by abiding the rules.

You are a traffic light,

stop at red or you'll be fined.

but life's a dizzy roller coaster 

and there's no better view 

waking up after a 

pixelated dream 

than a clear picture 

of your smile.

This is a tug-of-war

that I willingly let you push

me down and pull me 

back up countless times

and 

the pain made me want to 

lick my wounds instead of

sticking bandages.

the scars,

the only pathway to 

trail my memories 

with you.

Don't break my reverie,

will you?

I just want to doze off

in this castle of clouds,

with you waiting at the

gates with a sleek navy blue

royal suit.

Love is uncertain,

but I don't need any guarantee

and answers,

as long as it's you.