[Mei的原创英文诗歌]A Wild Boy and the H

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A Wild Boy and the Hibiscus Tea

2020/08/19

Fort Lauderdale 

Part I Through my eyes 

She is having a hibiscus tea

Sitting at Anns florist by the street 

Thinking of a wild boy named Joey Charles B

4000 miles away building a beautiful World and an Empire Imposing 

Just like him

She gazes away and accidentally 

Kissing her cup sipping the tea

That she has been yearning for 

A streak of madness mixed with simplicity 

That is

Her crimson lipstick signets on the brim

Oh she is shy 

The sweet little cup

You see 

Her beige cheek turns into rosy somehow 

The girl leans in and looks into the tea cup

She sees a vision playing on the cinnamon rind half floating and half soaking 

The summer rain is drizzling unto her tip of nose and shoulder 

The power of Miss Magic grows prosperously in the images' wide-open eyes

There she enters a fable-atmosphere fairytale a certain kind 

A girl is tiptoe-ing 

She pecks a boy on the forehead 

The tall wild boy turns giddy 

In the turn of a hand

As the tea cup did,now sitting in serenity on the marble table 

He takes her hands and swirls to dance above the water 

Within a few umdrehend

she is vertiginous and falling into his arms

Now they are sailing on their boat

Part II In my eyes

If I continue to watch the two to conquer the world 

Letting me infatuate deeply

I would end up being drawn to the kaleidoscopic dancing and sailing

I impulsively look up and gaze further into the street 

Someone happens to walk towards me and salutes

Oh Its him

The boy who was dancing on the tea proscenium and sailing with her

Tattooed Lion of Judah, in jubilant roar

With wind howling in the background 

I see the ocean kisses them blusterously as joyful kids

Embracing everything from their faces to their toes with such a sunshine warmth

Leaving all the pore in awe and breathless

Part III In her and his voice

Sunset light beams through the ocean

Through Las Olas Boulevard, and all over the palm trees

Penetrating layer after layer

Right on the face of the wild boy and his girl

Carving out their sharp and beautiful face contours

In gold

He beams: 

Its you

You are my wild girl 

From the East of my dream

That I have never met

She looks into his eyes, teneramente:

Would you like a cup of hibiscus tea

Hot or iced?


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