Please open your ears, and listen to our love streams,
Open your arms for a deep hug that warm us,
Open your heart for my heart to last,
Please forgive me...

We are both blind!!!
Yes! No! Our hearts pupils capture better,
The image is clear,
It never goes wrong and never fears,
It breaks the walls and fills all pores,
It roots down the soils,
And bursts all the banks when it flows,
It never hurts, and it lasts… it is true.
~Written by Jared Ombui

The Sun is up crossing the world,
Each thing set to benefit,
You and I shaping the crux with words,
Each is right and befits,
Hi, and Hiiii! Are sweet...
I feel, I think to we suggest, we visualize,
And we walk it,is the sweetest and pure,
Let it rise up the brim and flood,
It doesn't kill, but refills
~Written by Jared Ombui

Ah! That beautiful smile I still see but I can’t touch,
It is poked with two sweet dimples; turgid and colored like a banana; it is irresistible,
Should I paint it on the wall for the world to see?
To see your kiss-magnet lips; To see your purity.
But does it need it? Will it say we mean it?
What if the Sun shines, will it dry up and become rough?
What if it rains, will it be washed down the city tunnels?
What if the wind blows, will it bite the wall and lift every tiny gritty crystal?
That smile goes beyond the blinks of our watch…
Smile on cutie to light our tomorrow…
~ Written by Jared Ombui

She has been crying because he was cheating,
She has been praying for someone better without ceasing,
Oh! God... She is bleeding for love
~Written by Jared Ombui

You don't wanna look at me,
Because you aint sure of me,
Stop guessing sweet,
My signals are clear to you dear

Your smile, your eyes...
Are better than cold-ice,
You poke and dis me...
But I know, u wanna hug and kiss me

You are a cutie...
You are what I need,
More than a cookie,
I mean it...
~Jared Ombui

I am walking, so hard to describe,
She passes... not my eyes, not my neck,
And not my head turns,
...did she...
Yes, my heart turned to see her...
Did hers turn too to see mine?
She got black Pupil, black Iris,
She got the shape that make other men jealous,
Her smile is contagious...
She knows what she wants... pure love
I have it... She is charming...

Sometimes I feel we are connected...
When she gets busy I feel she is being stolen,
A crack splits my brain... I fail to tell her, that I need her close,
Did I say the other?
Will she take me serious?
Will she look at the words?
Will she look as the lips go up and down, and even hit themselves?
Will she like my white teeth...?
Will she like my forested chest better than undepleted Mau?
Will she like my biceps bigger and tough than a wrestler?
Should I imagine that...?

When she asks why me...or why her?
What should I say?...How...?
So what...?
What is?

Don't ask if I know you or if you know me...
I only know your heart... I only know our hearts,
Let them lead us... to know who we are,
Even beyond the horizon "why me or what that quick"
And settle us on the deep sea of cherished love,

I love you...
~Written by Jared Ombui