Days of being alone (II)

Trajectory in my favorite community Quarry Bay and loving my sweetest little cabin home.


Quarry Bay Park under the starry nights
Bathed in perspirations
Circling around and around the football field
Tears that could not be held back
Ecstasy that could not be restrained
Both
Danced with the rhythms in mind
Dried and melt
Amid the sea wind of Island East Passage

Is the boy
Who seated on the step
Buried his face in the dark
Still sobbing with echoes in his phone
Begging for forgiveness and love
Or is it out of battery?

Mixed in the Spluree of 7-Eleven
With complicated emotions eager to be forgotten
Drink to the bottom at one breath
The battle between cold and hot
Stirred the unavoidable pain
Swallowed up my stomach

5/F
21 Hoi Wan Street
Quarry Bay
Unbridled decibel at the balcony
Crazy wiggle in the sitting room
Tears and laughter with movies on lap-top
Burned dishes in the kitchen
With tip-tock tip tock beats
Repeated for 8 months

Yet drowned in Tunes with Island East
Four Seasons of Tung Chung Street
In the sound of delicate violin
Among the silky ribbons of dancers in red
Drop with peanut shells in 2EB
Unfolded with door of Café Einstein
Relaxation and satisfaction
Seduced my tongue with twin ice creams
At Macdonald, 24

Miss the passion of Artwalk in Taikoo Place
Crystal flowing of Shanshui (Mountain & River)
Twisted Two in Tango
Occupied the mind of The Watcher
Power that desires for the sun
Turns into wings flying to unlimited glory
Or dear Horus
Did you extinguish while getting close by
Becoming a dust in the universe
Forever fly

Hide myself in the heart of the Green Apple
Eyesight crashed with thousands of hectic walkers
Some day, someone
Will discover
Appreciation of lonely beauty
And willing to stay