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 Feb 2017 RuthAnne
Silver Dreams
Those butterflies I feel,
I only get them from you.
I've considered the fact
the only true facts,
is that you're my soul mate.
My body burns for you.
My mind only turns to you.
My soul shivers in delight just hearing your voice.
My heart,
oh boy,
does it beat.
Just talking to you,
brightens my day.
The way you pay attention
to even the littlest details,
that's more then okay.
That laugh of yours,
just puts a smile on my face
and let's me know things will be okay.
Nothing in the world,
Nothing,
could make me as happy of a person,
as you do.
 Feb 2017 RuthAnne
PrttyBrd
Paint for me a dream
Colored in hues of emotion
Steeped in love
And dusted in music
 Feb 2017 RuthAnne
nina
just us in this slow-motion moment
of the smile that slowly blossomed across your face
as i described to you, your wings & halo
you kissed my hand, which seems like such a small thing & yet...
you give yourself with so much passion, meaning & grace
through your lips, i could feel your energy flowing into my veins
a lively fire, as if the sun itself had blessed you with it
you appreciated life for introducing us
a deep breath, "i love you with all my heart"
those words dancing in my chest
your eyes twinkling & sparkling
as if the stars decided to rest in your syrup-colored irises
this moment forever locked into my beating heart
& framed in a room in the back of my mind
this moment forever is & forever will be
& i will never forget it

**a.b.
something i wrote about a week ago
 Feb 2017 RuthAnne
Silver Dreams
Each kiss going up my body...
It sends shivers throughout me.
Sending joy into you
and for the both of us...
pleasure and passion for the night.
Every little kiss,
I ache for more and more.
The passion between us is magical.
Holding on to you,
as our breaths collide with each others bodies.
Its a mesh of something beautiful.
You bring a heat to my body like no ones done before.
Always ending with a smile because the passion is sweet bliss.
 Jan 2017 RuthAnne
Lunar
You will only realize
That the moon shines
At its brightest
In the darkest of times
You will only know
That the moon falls everyday
To rise at its peak every night
--
That's the beauty of every downfall. You will rise.
Today, i had my thesis endorsement. I wasn't endorsed, and that means i won't be able to go for thesis defense/deliberation, or even graduate on time, but what matters is, i learned from this entire thesis experience. And glad to say that i am not at all fazed by what people may say, because i know i have done my best, but i know that God has something better for me and i will do better.

People, never give up. And never be scared of disappointments. They teach you to toughen up for the real world, for life. As for my endorsed classmates, i hope they pass defense and make it to graduation day! Overall, i am very, very happy and thankful that i have made it this far. And i will make it farther next time.
 Jan 2017 RuthAnne
tamia
i suppose nature has not yet kissed
the moon rocks and space dust
on the surface of your home,
so if i flung some flowers to where you are,
would you notice this earth girl calling?
and would you, in return,
send me some space dust in a jar
so we could defy the laws of gravity
and let our love go beyond the stars?
 Jan 2017 RuthAnne
Lunar
The vast space between them
As the sun continually chases the moon,
Who smiles back at the sun.
Watching her in the dark
Knowing she's admiring him from afar,
The sun can distinguish the moon
In the dark with a thousand stars
But the moon has trouble finding the sun.
One day, they'll be in front of each other.

As the moon says,
   " Ah, this is the girl who radiates
       As beautiful as the stars around me"
And the sun says,
   "So, I finally get to see the boy
       Who perfectly reflects my light,
       A quiet mirror of my own image"

When that day comes,
That will be the time
The world will stop.
To the celestial lovers, to the suns and moons.
 Jan 2017 RuthAnne
tamia
i spent my childhood
with a conch shell in hand,
i'd be near the sea
even on land

for when i'd press
it to my ear
i'd hear the ocean
loud and clear

and that's when i realised:
i could have the world in my hands
if i believed enough
i could get to distant lands
O morning sky of endless blue
Tinged with purply-pinky hue
You tell me of His mercies new
Whose heart pursues my own

O geese in wingèd winter's flight
Your honking cries arouse delight
And lift my gaze to seek thy sight
As wooing from His hand

O softest breeze which skims my face
And stirs with such mysterious grace
My soul to reach for Love’s embrace
You brush me with His kiss

O snowflakes falling to the ground
You pierce my heart without a sound
To crave a purity only found
Beneath a bloodied cross

O setting sun in half-light glowing
Waning day’s last glorious blush showing
You paint with fire my spirit’s own knowing—
This life is fading fast

O stars of midnight’s blackest sky
Paraded forth, you pull my eye
Toward One Who speaks this ceaseless cry:
“I’m coming back for you.”

O creeping fog to dawn’s light clinging
You whisper, Love’s veiled message bringing,
With haunting echoes faintly singing,
“Lose all of you in Him.”
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"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world."  ~ Psalm 19:1-4a

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