Gerbera

Thoughts are deep,
Express them as poems in songs.
Force them out,
Only noise will come out.
Words are shapeless.
They are free.
But if you decorate words up,
They turn into lies.

The red daisy waits for spring.
The cricket fell in love with it.

Countless poems I have thought out,
Bursts into bubbles.
My heart sings them out loud.
All this for you.

I shout it out.
I sing it out.
That deep love for you.
Till my soul trembles, I sing.
Just like the cricket did.

Crazy about you.
The words of my heart,
Now I send them to you.

This song,
The poems burst into bubbles,
And is carried by the wind.
A love that looks like irritation
And undecorated words.

I shout it out.
I sing it out.
This deep love for you.
Until my soul trembles.
Tonight.
Everything is for you