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Saturday, June 15, 2013

The First Time I Loved Forever -Happy 29th Tuting!


  • Somewhere I Have Never Traveled 
  •  e. e. cummings 

  •  somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which I cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though I have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose or if your wish be to close me, I and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

  •  - I love you most ^-^ 


Friday, June 7, 2013

Yeng/Yang

You could either fix...
Or break me into pieces.
Self-possessed but sometimes...
 On a very bad weather,
You're like a raging sea. You keep me sane...
And give me peace then a minute,
You drives me insane.
 You're like a stubborn child,
Messing up the rules.
Unforgiving grown up,
Whenever I broke your laws.
A huggable cat with purring sounds,
(with a nose as wet as ice.)
But when pissed off...
You could roar like a lion,
With threatening claws.
 You could be my sweetest dream,
But the worst nightmare if we have fight.
You're my health, But you could also my diseased.
And with all these flaws...
 I love you still and more, 'Coz you're the yeng and yang...
That balance my world.

Marry ME ^_^

Smooth curves of Kennon road;
just like the hips of yours.
Dropping needles of Pine tree,
Carpeted the ground.
Chilling weather to others...
But definitely not for us.
Burnham lake stir my mind with serenity....
While your presence drives me inside,
With burning madness,
Reaching to touch you;
soul to soul.
Seduction of fog...
Meltdown my every nerve,
 To see...
To think...
To reason out...
Only to feel the mystery with you...
Unison in motion Of becoming one.
Walk with me in the isle,
Just let me...
Oh please let me...
Walk with you til the end.