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1.4k · Jun 2017
" A Memoir in Siquijor "
11thbutterfly Jun 2017
Little conversation as we start,
In a freezy  night in a moon full of stars.
Time fast ticking seems slow we don't mind,
As changing thoughts crossing through our minds.

A whole night spent,
As likes, dislikes, opinions have been shared.
Never clear what it has meant,
Of a feeling that's destiny had been lit.

A day or two had flown,
As second meeting had been drawn.
Reddish cheeks had been worn,
Which smiles last and heart freed from thorns.

Never it has longed where love was born,
Laughter's overflown and sprinkled to a new morn.
That sparkling eyes mirrored the happiness that blown.
Hearts were bind which loneliness nowhere to find.

A new story starts,
Where two people cannot be apart.
May the sweetness last as love runs to thy happy hearts,
As the story goes on where journey has many to tell.
Come and see, as Siquijor take you free.
Where love I see is extraordinary.
232 · Jul 2017
" You're Smile "
11thbutterfly Jul 2017
When I see you smile
It's like a kryptonite of mine,
With someone like you who possess an Angel's smile.
A beauty that you possess is a beauty far beyond a goddess,
A beauty that Aphrodite couldn't take
That even the Queen of Death was obsessed.

I was walking in an aisle,
When you give me that killer smile,
A smile that could make one's eye fragile,
Keep smiling for that could ease pain.
Like a drug that is stronger than a morphine.
219 · Feb 2018
" Loneliness "
11thbutterfly Feb 2018
The darkest time of a life,
That colored the world into black and white.
Smashes your heart till its stop to  beat,
Like a plague which suffering embrace;
And let you rest in your narrow bed.

A saddest thing that could lead insanity,
That even the elves has taste its filth.
Thou they say it slaves like a tormenting soul,
With clothes that made of thorns.

A stinging felt that shaken one's flesh,
For sadness has been unleashed.
That eyes has dried up the tears,
And Hades had claimed the debt.
140 · Jun 2017
" Purple Cloud "
11thbutterfly Jun 2017
Is no ordinary cloud.
Yet it mirrors the wrath of sorrow to this lonely aching heart,
It covers the light of sun and filled the darkness to a curse land.
A lang which i stand where happiness was gone,
Of which i recall where was it begun.

That the whipping of this vanquishing pain has cost me a thousand dime,
For Mr. Walker with a label of black has consumed me every night.
Like a shape-shifter that struggles as moonlight shines,
As a vampire that slowly dies from a sunshine.

Sadness had reign the night,
With the evelish tongue that broke the greatest knights.
The burning pain has eaten me alive,
Since the minute that your LOVE was expired.

— The End —