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Online we met each other, Secretly I start falling in love, Thinking that you’re sweet, Deciding that I want to date you, I wish that I can meet in you in person, I feel like I met someone who truly loves me, You make me have love down in my heart, Telling me you love me everyday, The we have for each other grows in a beautiful way, And meeting you has made me love myself, I love with you all my heart, mind and soul!
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 12:16 PM UTC
Falling For You In Secret
Dancing has never been my song, my hands once clumsy, unsure — Yet in your arms, the living room blooms, a ballroom fit for kings. Even when silence falls, my heart sways to your every breath. The music stirs, soft and low, the floor forgets its creaking bones. You laugh — light as summer’s rain — guiding my stubborn feet with grace. I, awkward knight, stumble, yet your touch makes the world a prayer. Heaven, I'm in heaven — not above, not beyond — but here, within — Here where your hand folds into mine, and time ripples into gold. I no longer care for skill; I care only for the light you give. Sway with me, love, though the melody falters, though records crackle — For it is not the song that moves us, but the devotion we breathe. Your smile turns my missteps into a perfect, unbroken rhythm. We have no audience but the chairs, the sleepy clock, the falling dusk. And yet, before your gaze, I dance finer than any stage-born star. Cheek to cheek, the world falls away — only your soul and mine remain. I once climbed mountains for lesser reasons, fished dreams from empty streams. Yet no peak thrills me, no river soothes, as you in my arms tonight. Your kiss, your touch — the living music written only for us. Even when the needle lifts, even when the speakers lose their hum, Even when the house sighs into silence, still we sway in spirit. Your laugh, your breath — these are the songs that no ending dares to hush. O my beloved, Kim Yongsun, who taught these clumsy feet to pray — How strange that love writes waltzes even for hands born to tremble! Each heartbeat, a drum; each glance, a note; each smile, a soaring chord. Sway slower now, love — let the night stretch like a soft, endless scarf. Let the stars peek through windows, envious of the glow in your eyes. In this tiny room, the universe folds and sighs into your hair. If I had the whole world's songs, if I had orchestras in my pocket, Still I would choose the hush between us — the simple grace of your hand. This, this — your breath near mine — is sweeter than any gilded refrain. The cares of the week vanish, like a gambler’s fleeting lucky streak. Burdens are but feathers when your palm fits into the hollow of mine. You teach me heaven without wings, paradise without a promised land. And when the music truly fades, when even our breaths slow and soften, Know this: I will love you just as fiercely, just as madly, still. The dance of hearts, once begun, knows no ending but eternity. Dancing was never my gift, but you — you are the miracle I sought. One sway with you, and the skies open, and the angels forget their song. I love you, my Kim Yongsun, even as the last note sighs away. And oh — when the world falls away and there is nothing left but this, Your forehead resting on mine, your breath a melody of dreams, I know the stars themselves hush their songs to hear our heartbeats. We are not dancers, love — we are dreamers made of waltzes and wishes, Twirling in the breath between moments, defying the heavy hands of time. Each sway with you is a vow inked not in music, but in soul and fire. Let the night end, let the music die, let the world fall into slumber — For even then, my arms will find you, my lips will name you mine. In a universe without sound, I would still be swaying with you, my heaven. I love you, my Kim Yongsun, even as the last note sighs away.
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May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 11:10 AM UTC
Swinging to the beat of your smile
Dancing has never been my song, my hands once clumsy, unsure — Yet in your arms, the living room blooms, a ballroom fit for kings. Even when silence falls, my heart sways to your every breath. The music stirs, soft and low, the floor forgets its creaking bones. You laugh — light as summer’s rain — guiding my stubborn feet with grace. I, awkward knight, stumble, yet your touch makes the world a prayer. Heaven, I'm in heaven — not above, not beyond — but here, within — Here where your hand folds into mine, and time ripples into gold. I no longer care for skill; I care only for the light you give. Sway with me, love, though the melody falters, though records crackle — For it is not the song that moves us, but the devotion we breathe. Your smile turns my missteps into a perfect, unbroken rhythm. We have no audience but the chairs, the sleepy clock, the falling dusk. And yet, before your gaze, I dance finer than any stage-born star. Cheek to cheek, the world falls away — only your soul and mine remain. I once climbed mountains for lesser reasons, fished dreams from empty streams. Yet no peak thrills me, no river soothes, as you in my arms tonight. Your kiss, your touch — the living music written only for us. Even when the needle lifts, even when the speakers lose their hum, Even when the house sighs into silence, still we sway in spirit. Your laugh, your breath — these are the songs that no ending dares to hush. O my beloved, Kim Yongsun, who taught these clumsy feet to pray — How strange that love writes waltzes even for hands born to tremble! Each heartbeat, a drum; each glance, a note; each smile, a soaring chord. Sway slower now, love — let the night stretch like a soft, endless scarf. Let the stars peek through windows, envious of the glow in your eyes. In this tiny room, the universe folds and sighs into your hair. If I had the whole world's songs, if I had orchestras in my pocket, Still I would choose the hush between us — the simple grace of your hand. This, this — your breath near mine — is sweeter than any gilded refrain. The cares of the week vanish, like a gambler’s fleeting lucky streak. Burdens are but feathers when your palm fits into the hollow of mine. You teach me heaven without wings, paradise without a promised land. And when the music truly fades, when even our breaths slow and soften, Know this: I will love you just as fiercely, just as madly, still. The dance of hearts, once begun, knows no ending but eternity. Dancing was never my gift, but you — you are the miracle I sought. One sway with you, and the skies open, and the angels forget their song. I love you, my Kim Yongsun, even as the last note sighs away. And oh — when the world falls away and there is nothing left but this, Your forehead resting on mine, your breath a melody of dreams, I know the stars themselves hush their songs to hear our heartbeats. We are not dancers, love — we are dreamers made of waltzes and wishes, Twirling in the breath between moments, defying the heavy hands of time. Each sway with you is a vow inked not in music, but in soul and fire. Let the night end, let the music die, let the world fall into slumber — For even then, my arms will find you, my lips will name you mine. In a universe without sound, I would still be swaying with you, my heaven. I love you, my Kim Yongsun, even as the last note sighs away.
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On misty moons, I wander free, Escaping life's cacophony, The world's too loud—a fading sound, As nature's peace enfolds me round. All alone, my spirit grows strong, Visions of a hidden world beyond; Shadows of the past still linger near, And now, my soul will find me here. For in this land, I'm never alone, Nature's heartbeat echoes my own. Let me dwell here, where wisdom flows, With a world of wonder that grows and grows.
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Mar 27, 2025
Mar 27, 2025 at 10:16 PM UTC
On misty moons, I wander free
Upon a cold night in an ember month, I watched from a higher ground two lovers quarreling— His voice, a thunder. Her voice, another thunder in the night. The night grew older in minutes and Gradually their voices quiet down. They fought and they calmed, and they sat together On a concrete bench under a tree whose silhouette was created by the streetlights some walks away. Moments later I began to hear their laughter— His voice a melody to her, her voice a melody to him after the flame. There was nothing more beautiful to me that night. I felt relieved and told my friend “this is how it should be.”
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Sep 15, 2024
Sep 15, 2024 at 4:36 PM UTC
After the flame
Meet me in the morrow lands as light entwines and weaves, we’ll watch the bronze sceptre of the trees. Take my hand through autumn; waltz amongst the falling leaves, dance with me a while up- -on the breeze. Count with me the steps as we, dance our whole lives through … “One - two - three Two - two - three Three - two - three”   … and I’ll fall, in love with         you.
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Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 3:34 PM UTC
A waltz amongst the falling leaves.
He sees a girl A very pretty girl in afar Her eyes are black Shining like twinkle little star Her hair falls perfectly Even it has split ends Her lips are so puffy And It's full of color red In this world full of people She's the one who's standing out She is the most beautiful And this man can't shut his mouth He met a pretty girl She's such a pretty picture face No matter what she do He loves her in every different ways
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Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 9:38 PM UTC
A Pretty Girl
Meri ankahi amaanat, meri eklauti ibaadat, Meri jarurat, tu hi to hai meri zindagi, Jakhmo ka marham, mera naadaan bachpan, Meri hasi, tu hi to hai meri amaadgi. Meri pahli ummid, mera akhiri kadam, Meri parchhai, tu hi to hai meri baarish, Har sawaal ka jawaab, mera har khwaab, Meri neend, tu hi to hai meri khwahish. Tu hi to hai jiske liye Main bejaan ab saanse leta hoon, Rukhi zindagi ki jameen mein Tere hi to waqt ke beej bota hoon. Tu hi to hai jiske liye Duniya mein apni baat rakhta hoon, Begairat duniya ki baaraat mein Khushiyo ki sougaat rakhta hoon. En bejaar chaar deewaaro ko Tu hi to hai jo ghar banaati hai, Tu hi to hai mera aaj, aane waala kal Tu hi to meri jeewan saathi hai. ~abhs
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Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 3:14 PM UTC
जीवन साथी
An artist with mad composition A confused disposition Double the list of failed repetitions With pencil in hand, I looked at you. I began. And drew pictures of what your insides might look like. Black and green, Strokes of yellow and tangerine Like LA skies I saw you in a dream Now you’re right before my eyes And I close. with pencil in hand I began, And drew pictures of possible futures if you decided to hang And drew pictures of me with neatly tied up hands Behind my back With pencil in hand I drew your eyes looking at Me. Piercing Unconditionally If the divine did lead me Double the reason To have you in me Deeply. I had a muse I can use, with pencil in hand I began And drew peaceful days with you by my side And drew wild *** parties, ****** and chicken thighs And drew you with me And drew pictures of what that could mean doesn’t matter to me So long I see you in peace So long I have with me A pencil in hand, some paper And so I began
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Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 9:51 AM UTC
Andrew
My heart is the heart of a child, Who doesn't know how to say goodbye, So I will wait for you, In the corner of a verse! By: Nida Mahmoed.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 6:12 AM UTC
Heart of a Child
I'm filled up w so much pain, everyday I'm driving myself insane, to you it's all a game but I never wanted to play, I just got ****** up in ways that i can't explain, days pass by and I wish I wasn't alive, I don't blame you my regret nights always start w I, I try to stop myself and try to be happy, try to locate a part of me that doesn't rely on you but it never happens, I need you by my side and I can't find the reason why I guess I'm just a sucker to when I was inlove, this feeling used to be awesome but now it all just ***** good luck to the next fool that falls, I hope they find the true one that won't break their heart, you like to make me jealous and play me like a doll bc you know for a fact I'm not strong enough to move on, you use that against me knowing I'll come back, if only I knew then what I know now man I would take it all back, I would've never met your *** always down to the point where there's no return and when I thought you could change, I was a fool when will I ever learn? Learn this one fact though, here take a lesson this ones personal, don't let people walk all over you, stand up for yourself don't depend your happiness on someone bc they'll leave and you'll have nothing. Baby where'd you go? This isn't the girl I fell inlove w or we're you playing me since the first day we met. ****
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Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 7:32 PM UTC
Only a game to you
I don't want to talk, and I don't want to speak, Everything you have say, well you could let that be, I'm not blind to see, where this will lead, to save to myself from further pain i have to leave, but before I go, we'll you should know, I will always loveeee you.
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Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 7:26 PM UTC
Goodbye