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I am no Maria Clara
Nor the girl who can't even break a glass
Nor the princess of a kingdom
Nor the graceful dancer
Nor the sweet little girl
Nor the pretty, head turner type
Nor the lady who pours emotions
Nor the girl of your dreams

I am clumsy and awkward
And the girl who acts in a boyish manner
And the hunter of a forest
And the graceless explorer
And the tough intimidating girl
And the one who you would just passby
And the lady who builds walls around her
And the girl of your nightmares

So I wonder what you see in me.

*What did you see in me?

Cause I can't seem to find anything in myself.
October 8, 2016
Just because.
 Oct 2016 Illya Oz
Autumn Rose
Burning my
eternal body
of blazing stars
on a painter's
canvas of the
night sky.
Silver rays of
moonlit dreams
sing the hypnotic
mermaid melody
to the broken
mirror of
Aquamarine.
Where waves of
marble bitterly cry
into the deep,
do not disturb
her pearly sleep...
 Oct 2016 Illya Oz
Crimsyy
Smoke
 Oct 2016 Illya Oz
Crimsyy
I want to collect your dust,
adorn my soul with your heartbeat,
and my happiness will never rust,

Your arms will become
my most worn cloak
and my demons will
go up in smoke.
October bonfires for Autumn lesser pyromaniacs ,
with Oak , Hickory and Fall leaves , ashes floating
in the Black Moon night , they ride into star clusters
then fade out of sight
Locked in flames allure , counseled by fire , glowing
embers , hypnotic flickering light , running nightfall shadows o'er the hardwood lines  
Gardenia perfume , warm coats , our uncloaked breath mingling with sweet smoke , cricket songs , hand-made skewers with
bratwurst and marshmallows
Trading stories , relearning one another ,
growing stronger , warmer , drawn into the wavering glow , crackling
tinder , white ash flurry , kindling eventide mellow* ..
Copyright #0 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
hey, look! look, up in the sky!
stars are falling! falling stars!
make a wish, make a wish!
i wish he'll love me back

then a falling star came near
and i saw that it isn't a star
it's you falling for me.
i wrote this in a whim at about 6 in the morning. i found this poem funny,  i don't even know why. maybe it's because it's too corny. Haha!
 Oct 2016 Illya Oz
Mike Adam
And lovely glaze
Upon your eyelash.

How to discriminate
Crystals

And love the **** of autumn?

Cannot

And all to be done is
Worship

The aesthetics of woman

From afar
 Oct 2016 Illya Oz
Mike Adam
Experiment was I?

Expectations,
See if he like
The girl
Of daddy friend

See if he like
Auntie

See if he like
Daddy big man

Se if he survive
Family
 Oct 2016 Illya Oz
Mike Adam
With my love
Walk your life

Away from me
With him

Or whomever
Wherever
You go.

Know I love
And that
Warm envelope

Goes with you

Go-
With my love-
Walk
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