i love

I love helicopters. Sexy creatures of the air. Kill me with your blades.
I love birds. I wish you fly like helicopters. That way you’d be God’s perfect creation.
I love damselflies too. I catch them when i was young. Regretted tearing off their wings in the school garden after each encounter with them. The moon moans for them every night by singing the song of life.
I love non flowering plants. Like ferns. So understated their beauty. Like a beautiful sad girl who was present for a moment and then lost by the gathering of public transport commuters.
I love frogs. Duh. My soul is a frog. You can hear it. Sometimes. When I burp.
I love eggs. Especially the yolk. So subtle and round. Cute. Like a yellow pug.
I love electronic. Static synthesizer sounds. Like retro future. Pure psychedelic drugged esctacy.
Lastly I love sadness. There is so much wisdom and thought when people romancing with it. Gives you a magical lump in your throat.