That bird's song is a rusty swing set--
a girl meeting the sky with her toes.

I've been running so fast, and I need to slow down
Before my whole word comes crashing down!

I've already hit the ground, but I got back up
And I'm ready to go another round!

Found out today it's a miracle I'm here
Now everthing that was blurry, seems so clear!

I couldn't have asked for better family and friends,
And I can't believe I wanted to call it the END!

4/26/10

Cold wind blow softly touching my cheeks...
Its the darkest night which can be cut into pieces..
fireflies create a missed starry night on earth....
I  walk through the stars.....
I hear voice of the night...

I hear whole world breathing...
some are sleeping crawled up in warm beds.....
but i can't miss this night...
People used to look up in the night....
but with full of fireflies and cold wind...
it always make me to stare at darkness

May, its a full of endings and beginnings
maybe its cold as December or 34*c degrees hot
its  May....people used to make fancy stories
that really happened in past
Revolutions, Religions, Uprisings ....
Everything started and ended in May.
I cannot say for sure what a beauty I feel this moment.

In your presence,I rediscovered my name.
My name that was hidden under the pain of separation.
I rediscovered the eyes no longer veiled with fever.
And your laughter like a flame piercing the shadows.
Has revealed your love to me beyond the rain of yesterday.

Eight to nine years,my love with days of illusions and shattered ideas,
And sleep made restless with alcohol
The suffering that  burns today with the taste of tomorrow
And that turns love into a boundless river.

In your presence, I have rediscovered this memories of my blood
And necklaces of laughter hung around our days
Days sparkling with ever new joys

In your arms, I felt the ever secured hugs,the most sweetest 😘 that looks like honey.
In your arms I felt most loved and like a real woman.
In your bed I became a fairy angel never want to come back to reality.
You taste like honey and your thickest porridge made me see a true sincerity of soul in human.
It's felt like being in a dream Land don't ever want to open my eyesagain.

Is only in your presence I rediscovered the true name I have hidden some years back.
And this memories gave me the option of vowing to you that waiting for the total you is not a crime.

If to be lonely without you is the only thing the Universe gives me I will keep on waiting in faith in the power of the Universe because in your presence I feel like a natural woman.

In your presence,I rediscovered my name.
My name that was hidden under the pain of separation.
I rediscovered the eyes no longer veiled with fever.
And your laughter like a flame piercing the shadows.
Has revealed your love to me beyond the rain of yesterday.

Eight to nine years,my love with days of illusions and shattered ideas,
And sleep made restless with alcohol
The suffering that  burns today with the taste of tomorrow
And that turns love into a boundless river.

In your presence, I have rediscovered this memories of my blood
And necklaces of laughter hung around our days
Days sparkling with ever new joys

In your arms, I felt the ever secured hugs,the most sweetest 😘 that looks like honey.
In your arms I felt most loved and like a real woman.

In your bed I became a fairy angel never want to come back to reality.
You taste like honey
And your thickest porridge
Made me see a true sincerity
Of soul in human.
It's felt like being in a dream Land Don't ever want to open my eyes again.

Is only in your presence I rediscovered the true name I have hidden some years back.
And this memories gave me the option of vowing to you that waiting for the total you is not a crime.

If to be lonely without you
Is the only thing the Universe gives me I will keep on waiting in faith
In the power of the Universe
Because in your presence
I feel like a natural woman.

Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch

May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last rose is left
inconsolably bereft,
rudely shorn
of every device but its thorn.

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