The Quest

In the quest they were, 

The journey for them to settle,

Lots to learn and mingle,

The Wharf was far too queer,

For the young new owner.

List of contacts was what he got,

Working against their limited budget,

A home to stay and for let,

An option which was nothing hot,

For their new phase of story plot.

You and Me

Perhaps it's a writer's inspiration,

Love and beauty perspire creativity, 

The feeling beyond description,

A need for expression,

Here she drowns herself in the "you and me"

A Love Theme

I love you I love you I love you I do

I love you I love you I love you I do

I love you I love you I love you I do

I love you I love you I love you I do

I love you I love you I love you I do

I can see the colours in your eyes

My feelings arise

And the mirror catches on to what

We feel deep inside

Playing off the colours in your eyes

Underneath the starry skies

I don't ever have to make believe

As the gaze turns wide and bright

Baby the smile you see

It's everything I want it to be

I know just how I feel

This is how it should always be

You have always been a nice surprise

Of sorts for me

Baby baby you make me believe

In all my dreams

You don't ever have to second guess

Right now I do confess

When I think of love I think of you

Now you know I want you too

Baby the smile you see

It's everything I want it to be

I know just how I feel

This is how it should always be

Baby the smile you see

It's everything I want it to be

I know just how I feel

This is how it should always be

I'm falling into the stars

I catch me a shooting star

And I place it near my heart

This love won't come apart

I love you I love you I love you I do

I love you I do

Baby the smile you see

It's everything I want it to be

I know just how I feel

This is how it should always be

Baby the smile you see

It's everything I want it to be

I know just how I feel

This is how it should always be

The Last to say Good Night

The window of surreal world,

Where he created a time space for her,

In the book of faces he met,

Her to add into the world of chats,

There he started to say hello,

There she tried to comply with his prompts,

10:30pm sharp, she took her leave, 

There he clocked his time, 

He knew it's time for her to bed, 

From then on, he appears on time, 

To be the last to say "Good Night".

The Lighter

It was one day when she was trying to light a candle,

In the midst of the crowd, 

He approached her to help her to lit the cake,

She just said thanks and left,

Her first impression,

She couldn't remember his face,

His first impression,
He thought she was unfriendly,

On second thought, 

She gave him a good feeling, 

The lighter that started the fire.

February, Month of Love

Creating a blog on them,

A journey they went through,

To review and remind,

To love and be loved,

May these memories they made,

Not just for them to reflect,

But a journey ahead,

To learn to grow,

More and more in love,

For each other.