2011年4月27日 星期三

eight five too is missing four and five

boring! boring! boring! the hell of a hong kong misses denmark tonight, most nights, everynight. the way it snowed a bit, the winds that skipped heartbeats, the hotdogs on the streets. cold, cold copenhagen, colorful houses, ridiculous victorians. dreams, dreams, cuddly sweet, the morning taste of fresh honey. i hug you my favourite kiss. days were golden, filled with peace and hygge and fingertips. hong kong wants to kiss him all night long tonight, most nights, everynight. the hell of a hong kong could hear denmark mock. i miss you hardly. it happened once it could happen twice. hong kong is a stupid girl tonight, most nights, everynight, insecurity robs her spikes. their every little thing, the hot the crowded the starry nights, the drinks the cinemas the long long walks, all remembered right. hong kong wears its ring, hold it tight, keep it slight, as if it is there as all there is as all, as if we just might.


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