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Did you know that I
lay awake at night
looking through the curtains
that you opened
as the moonlight spills in
and amplifies
the sounds of our home
settling around us
as you snore
and warm me with
your body heat?

Did you know that I
have a scratchy throat
when we wake up
early and that
I drink my morning coffee
because it soothes
the ache and not
because I have to
have it?

Did you know that I
love you so much that
I leave the curtain open
even on the mornings
when the sunlight
wakes me up and
burns my throat and
I know we don't have
any coffee cream?
What do you not know?
I don't know.
Who are the people you don't know?
I don't know.
I don't know what I don't know, okay?
I don't know about everything, or anything.
I don't know what to write about to make it "original"
I don't know how to get a tight knot out.
I don't know what's hidden behind the curtain sometimes.
I just
Don't
Know...
It's okay to not know sometimes, right?
 Apr 2016 Nastia Armilde
Torin
I
cannot help
the hands
that touch me
when they
could heal me
I know
its a distant
language
written
on my soul
I wasn't
made
to
understand
but she reads me
and I feel
her
more than
     Anything.....
                               My greatest wish
                               I couldn't say
                              is by her
                              spoken
                        ­        my greatest hope
                              is only
                              that I could
                             hold her
                            forever
                               that we'll make love
                              while we're
                             still
                             young
All the damages done
which are  huge in magnitude,
constant repairs need to be run
by efforts taken with right attitude

The impact an event has on us
takes time to settle the dust
Like after being run over by a bus
months of treatment becomes a must

It takes a day to plough the field
for a healthy plant to sow a seed.
Plenty of water for a fulfilling yield
and a season of patience brings what you need.
Time is the best healer
for the patient believer
 Apr 2016 Nastia Armilde
Kali
Sometimes we only see the world in black and white,
Dwelling on how bad things are
Becoming jealous of those on the other end thinking they have it all ,
But we often forget how the millions of shades of grey
Form intricate, beautiful sceneries that take our breath away.
And when we remember that,
The world isn't black and white anymore,
It's colorful.
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