My Poetry

To Lin, My Beauty

Oh, Lin, the beauty of the skies couldn't capture
The rapture
The wonderful rise of my heart
When I gaze into your eyes

Oh, Lin, the world should stop turning
The fire stop burning
The birds should then listen
To your beautiful voice
Unfiltered by choice 
The rise and the fall of it all

Oh, my dear Lin, how far I have fallen!
My love, ah, it's calling
I'm dashing and coming and running to you
To your arms which are soft and warm

Oh, Lin, I love you so much I would die
To meet you in the sky
Once more 
If you were to go
By choice or by trouble
I would go with you to the clouds above

For my love, my dear Lin,
It's truly unconditional
And it shall never end.

I love you, from Cheetah, to my dear, dear lin.

2022