Lovers reminiscing the past

If I woke up in Paris again,
Things…would be different,
Before the bakery’s aroma wake my senses up,
I’d rather be wrapped up in your smell.
If I woke up in Paris again,
It’d be nice, a little of your sugar and a lot of my spice,
Bébé, can we wake up…

I met you on a starlit night,
Under the glistening beams of a half-faced Luna.
I knew we were meant to be,
It was as if the stars aligned and brought you closer to me.
Roma, I fell in love with you,
Will you stay with me?
As our vibes met, I could sense eternity,
I must…

A Poem about Poems

You know how poetry just comes to you?
No! I didn’t wake up to write about love,
No! I don’t want to write about men nor the one who broke my heart,
No! I don’t want to talk about the complicated relationship with my father,
Or my lonely childhood,
Or the…

A poem about punctuation

Punctuation! It’s a silly addition,
It’s all about those commas and exclamations.
To be honest, when I had this prompt,
I was in need of some inspiration!
With deliberation, the concoction of a great conversation,
It’s the expression!
We’re all on a mission,
For ideal communication.
So, what if I miss the addition,
Of the…

Nikuman are best enjoyed when they’re straight out of the bamboo steamer, hot & fluffy!

The outside is tender & moist; the inside is filled with a sweet-savory, juicy meat filling that leaves you craving for more.

It was my third day in Hiroshima, and I had already become addicted…

The momentum when solemn stillness holds,
Lifting up my spirits, high,
High above the blue sky; in form of rays from the Sun,
It shimmers like a thousand fireflies,
Up, high above in the sky.
I hear the sound of solitude, ringing into my ears;
Telling me the tales of higher love,
My body feels more fulfilled…