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Dear Beloved* Annabeth 14-07-1889

I remember the day thee entered my splendid, unaccompanied realm
Thou awaited me outside the prestigious castle~porch
Casually leaned by the fence that was whorled around
by pure green stalks and fluttering light pink petals... Mmm the scent of daisies.
I was stunned by your presence in my oh so tedious existence
Dear me, thére thou stood in a maroon silk gown with a divine floral print

How could I not get to know thee?

My life~guardians where not much liking the thought of me becoming involved with residents at the vicinity of high repute, I lived in
But thou knew me ~ thou knew me too well ~ I felt so marooned
We had to, we had to become companions ~ without a friendship I would not feel alive
Thou were the only one to make me feel enthusiastic

Ever since I met thee, I kept asking myself; "how was I ever so fortunate to meet such a queen?"

You are my Reign

*Yours sincerely

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

February 14th 2014

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

Gary L Misch

February 14th 2014

February 14th 2014

It's Valentine's Day again,
But I,
I still remember when,
You returned the call,
And set the journey
In motion.
Just a few calls,
A few notes,
A flight,
A sweater,
And something so much better.
As best friends,
Let us dance 'til the end,
'Til the end of our time,
With our hearts intertwined.
When we are together
Life really is fun,
And surely the best
Is yet to come.
Let's do lunch,
Today!
Or as soon as we
Can dig ourselves out.

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

Blind

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

Kari

Blind

We were mutual projections,
a story that existed only
In ourselves, caught in a
Series of circumstances that
So perfect, it had to be love.
But romances are best kept to novels
And the silver screen.
Fantasy is never the same in reality.

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

20w

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

The Noose

20w

Intonations of
Enigmatic incantations
Gouged out our senses
The monomaniacal devotion
To your thirst for malevolence
Has betrayed us all.

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

TORMENTED

Mar 2014 Dawn of Lighten

Sylvia Frances Chan

TORMENTED

That day after his birthday
my mind is tormented
by all those white walls
just like that long stare
cooled to bottles and blicks

so my mind is tormented
by all those long hours
thinking, re-thinking intoxicated
like wooden doors shed
to sit in the paint again, I bet

my mind is tormented
by all those minutes concentrated
like the Boeing's departure
penetrated
my heart is in deep torture
my soul deteriorated

three days have elapsed
since the last rainbow I detected
up above so many coloured impressions
memories coming to the surface,
many tawny reflections
all kinds of delightful expressions

darling, my mind is still tormented,
never stories told, no secrets ever unfolded
while driving homewards in silence
quite sad reminiscence

the rainbow on my right hand
on the horizon
is still a bright coloured band
but will soon be oblivion
like this partition....

© Sylvia Frances Chan
28th February 2014
23.55 hrs.p.m.WETime

Chilly stormy wind 2 C degrees now