STROKE - COLLECTION OF SHORT POEMS

Moonlight pear

The minute I heard my first love story,

I started looking for you, not knowing

how blind that was.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,

they're in each other all along.

hey girl i love your hair and your specs,

i still remember you waiting by the front desk,

i like how we talked,even if you knew i just didn't care.

but i still hope there is a cab we can share.

you will buy me a jersey i like to wear,

then i would wish i brought u that bear,

hope you will forgive me and really don't care,

but i still hope there is a cab we can share.

now i ask you again,what should i wear,

for our date tonight on the moonlight pear

i would be waiting on the stairs,

wishing that i really didn't care,

holding your left in my right,

adjusting your hair by the moonlight,

it was romantic like i thought,

when u asked me did i like the dress u wore.

is it funny if i talk so much,

so we can finally get that brunch

can i ask if u liked it and want more,

because this time i really don't wanna share that cab fare.