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The snow fairies are leaving their home sky,
dancing and whirling in the misty air.
They jump and fly and crawl and creep,
melted into my eyelashes
Painted with silvery but sophisticated brushes,
Can’t help smiling,
to the wonder of snowflake world,
announced the first spring snow has fallen;
Sparkles in the sun,
but estimates a joy of discrete shines at the night.
By Angel. XJ/01/02/2019
let the wind
rush wish
to catch up
with you, on the next train.
My world this evening....
Has no intention to soothe thoughts.
     It is exhaust its reveling
     It's leaving deadlines far behind...
But I'll catch up with you,
at the break of day.
We read poetry
together
In the bedroom, no lamp
Your lips lightened mine,
We crossed our bodies, together
Our souls danced together
When your poetic word,
commanded over our bodies
beautifully, together.
By Angel. XJ/23/01/2019
By Angel. XJ/ 17/01/2019
Were you the one?
who discovers,
an icy,
heart shaped pond?
At a dusky evening,
were you the one?
who finds
a solo path within the forest,
leading to a La La Land?
At a dusky evening,
silvery and shiny.

Slowly move your steps,
slippery but smooth,
reach to an icy,
heart shaped pond,

Were you the one?
who is wanting me?
Search me please,
if you lift up your steps,
will you see my smiles,
that were hidden,
remote but not far.
Silvery and shiny,
at dusky evening.
Under a portait of dusky evening, find a heart shaped, icy pond.
17/01/2019
When wind passing his waves to us,
Sometimes gentle,
sometimes empowered

Shall we embrace you?
swing over the wind
spill over from distance,
whist landing at our hearts,

Sometimes gentle,
sometimes empowered
Swings over the wind.
By: Angel. XJ/ 12/01/2019
Morning’s sunlight
touches
Night lamp’s switch
a bed time lullaby
twinkles
a new rising day.

Have you heard
nightingales’ secret voice?  
When sleepy bites sun waves
Dark eyes dances with
golden fire,
Is it time to enjoy the spring?
or, end of the beginning.
10/01/2019
Is it that light?
fantastic auroral – which I
believed in one fleeting moment
-within a second or
half an hour.
You were my signal
of other things which
my heart desired.
You were the author
of great aspirations.
You guided my melancholy love,
as you dashed along the paths.
The heaths were strewn
with colourful blossoms
of life – they were
the greatest thing I had known
- as I didn’t touch
a single one because of you.
You are the most supreme
of all there is –
everything else is great
because of you.
27/10/2018
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