Into the Wild

The sweats of your beating heart
May escape your limbs
To welcome a naked night
With those who sculpted it
Into a gorgeous goddess.

Continue another mile,
And expand your universe
Into wondrous constellations,
Creating a path of ascension
Into your youthful soul.

Chance may lead you to a musical,
Where you stop to extend the drums,
To wildly gaze at an earthly energy,
There, a free soul holds your hands
To dance under the glowing moon.

Now you begin to realise,
The rhythmic symphony of life,
How it was all choreographed by
Your own limbs that bow
For its own goddess of a heart.

Tickling a Penguin

Tickle an adorable little penguin
And listen to its melodic giggles,
Voices of nature always allures us
Into the peaks of happiness even
When we might not anticipate it,
But our pure actions will produce
A joyful adorable symphony that
Envelopes our beloved’s heart,
Whom listens to nature where
The flowering giggles disperse,
And it will always continue to,
For the little penguin was tickled.

O Gorgeous Soul

I have decided to let go of my heart’s instrument,
Yet, last night it played a mesmerising symphony,
One that lets two souls to dance under the stars,
So, should I stop my musical heart from reaching
Her adorable smile? Or from encasing her dancing
Soul? Or from grabbing her curves into numerous
Delicate hugs? The thing is, her eyes and cheeks
Transmitted a breath-taking moment that was
Savoured by my memory, and believe me when
I say that tomorrow’s sunrise will glisten into a
Hopeful day to revive her gorgeously adorable
Smiles. And now, my symphony requests two
Distinct things: reappear before me so I can kiss
You beyond infinity and grant me a chance to
Choreograph an avid song that would sculpt
Many magical dreams in a whole new world.