Reminiscence

Glances of blues and whites above at daytime.

Waves of the coconut leaves bringing light gentle wind.

Scattered broken bottles down the street

Parallel electric wires that might cause massive fire

Have seen an ancient house enveloped with fairy lights

Growls of vehicles destroying tranquility

Alternative rock music has been spoken by the tongue of radio.

Chasing after your shadows, capturing your presence in my memory.

As the sun bids goodbye,

I whispered, “Love, I miss you like how the sun and the moon separate during the night.”