Ladybug of my love

Love is parked in the crater of my heart

The thrill of being alive, never expires

As I sit here a little more lonely than usual

Watching life turning to ashes and rags over the self

But on this side of the living room when your voice echoes

A song that builds me a home in a foreign land

Everything seems to be safer and warmer.

Love crested and wore itself like flesh on my bones

And I happily learned to live there

Sincerity makes sense when I point to your chest and find my homeland there

Sleepless nights feel like your arms

And spring tastes like your lips

Life suddenly feels too fragile today

As I walk miles and miles with no map, no guide with my hand in yours

and god knows why...

This hand doesn't know what it's supposed to do other than holding yours

Love seems like the far-end milestone of this road

And yet stays over my head like a clear sky all the time

and for the first time in ages, your absence doesn't make me feel old and withering

For all you've ever done is to enhance me the way I am

for better or for worse...

These 27 moons have been a twisted yet beautiful turn of fate and not a choice

For this is the only kind of love that'll always feel like family seating itself by the dinner table even when it's seas and seas afar...

And it'll come without notice and make any place of walls and ceilings a home.

Maybe one day this world will stop forcing its sense to me

Maybe one day my poetry will stop asking for justification

Maybe one day I'll search for reasons to love you unreasonably

And that'll be the day when the sun leaves a long breathe and leaves the bold unfathomable sky

And happily sets into your face and your hair, and your heart...

That'll be the day when you will settle yourself on my chest and let out that one breath you've been holding in for so long

Till then

Let this vagabond of a ladybug

Climb into the gap of your ribcage and fill it with my love.

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