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Who could tell
in short measures life may perfect be?
Would small percentage we just beauties see  
These were incense and flower fragrances at night
When the sky was twinkle fall at light
Is not fairer far in May,
A noble nature of a day
#Noble
My
sixth sense,
twisted,
butterflies in the tummy,
sparkles, flames and fires,
feelings of blossoming in spring.
Who made your cheeks turn to pink?
Who filled your eyes full of desire?
Who set your heart burning on fire?
Who could clarify to you, of these feelings, love or lust?
Where...
our bodies are drifting down
the blurry skies
Where....
moonlight dances merrily
reflecting us unseen.
Drawn to these pleasures,
of these feelings, love or lust?
By Angel. XJ/11/02/2019
Wouldn’t you believe
pigs might fly?
Wouldn’t you be aware,
there is a pair of tranquil but flying souls?
Surfing and cruising together with a solitude-minded, flying pig.
Across and within,
gently emerge with their burning hearts,
two solitude paths in one.
Wouldn’t it be a celebration of
silent rejoicing?
Nobody wonders that
it could take off
in a spring flight.
Wouldn’t it be able
to set a reunion destination?
Nobody knows:
their tranquil souls have
reasons
but won’t say and
we all know.
By Angel. XJ/08/02/2018
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
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