POETRY: BELLE IN MY BOULEVARD

Belle in my boulevard

As the iris in my pupil,

You stood out among the pupil

You school me from the pulpit

You are untouched as the hair in my pubic

Even though you’re shy in the public,

Yet with you forever is my hobby

That’s why you are the belle in my boulevard.

Belle in my boulevard

As egret on my cattle,

I’ll never regret to fight your battle

I’ll forever be the light on your candle

I’ll make sure you have no shackle

Even though I’m indoor as a monk in the temple,

Yet, we will tour the world as a baby to a cradle

That’s why you are the belle in my boulevard.

Belle in my boulevard

As the only queen in my pack,

Our love is more than a spark

Our territory is marked by a shark

Our unborn soldiers as Arya Stark

Even though we sound like a dog’s bark

Yet, we always have each other’s back

That’s why you are the belle in my boulevard.