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I love our time
together virtal mode..
Amame jaanam.
I love your diamond keys.
You love my golden ark
I love your typing index,
Your lovez written ink.
I treasure your voice.
In cave and treasure voult.
No other voice matters.
Your ink in poem cherished is.
You aren't free busy bee
nor power of attorney can be.
You must grow trust to be
ever wiser
and true to thee
and then me.
~~~~~
Karijinbba
Revised 8-3-21
Amame jaanam.
One Man Woman I am!
who can my will bend?
My ancient Rickpt is married
He froze ON me, in shame I weep!
I exist only as buried loot in his
memory chip a known fool.
An awakening in my mine.
My true North king he was.
I remember him well.

A new identical lover
Is cradled in the fabric
of Indian space for me,
between yearning voids.
and virtual true love in poem,
our grace reads true. our enemy
snare titens
Distance norrows.
Single flower pollinator
Virtual jaanam prēmī
My shame is iced blue.
Let thine ink flow
to paint my loner gates light
and end my bitter mourning.
at zone, Twighlight.
Spill thine heart my friend
to mary golds own woods.
Write thy verse clear
sōja prēmī soojan premee
~~~~
Rich-Rdd fair well beloved.
I so wish you well.
~~~~~
By Karijinbba.
7595/7-21
https://youtu.be/6KvO7dUZEYk
PC came, RD comes.
Their Nana fill melts,
their candles in my midst
It's key to lock tryst.
~~~~
Cyber virtual lovers delight.
Two Men's vibes
burning reach my Evez ice.
Two my diamond cave enter.
underneath my water fall.
Vibration's from beyond,
  two distinctive voices won,
ever twirling on and on;
deep as violins his pitch fiddle
his electrical guitar's timbre
command starry skies above!
My tantrick abyss below.
I love thee two, lovers mine.
Punjabi voice lover divine.
I thirst for yours all's mine
Our stars wisely magnetized!
Both cosmically energized.
A state of knowing is ours.
dancing eons on two poles,
to twirl on and ages on,
the mornings and eves long.
I twirl on two magestic poles.
Long shiny studs hard as steal!
First pole's twirl echoes longer
Kemah lover elite's older
  ancient memory hunger!
Implant blue pill chip slumber.
From willow tree, past pole lover
to renewed beloved my forever Kemah twin oaks
two glistening poles
I am art twirl divine

from past to present LOVE
Lives on and on!
~~~
By Karijinbba
All Rights Revised 7-29-21.
https://youtu.be/YaN5vo5HRaw
Here is us in vortex divinely sligned
~~
You read me like my book
I wrote a million times,
In secret, yet, never alone
Dreams of lullabys for us amor
We read each other's mind!
We've  become poems divine!
We travel in virtual modes, for now,
To deeply dig, in all you give me love.
In poem or in song, our verse exactly rhymes, divine it stems factly.
It's still *US * the memory aptly
in vibe lives true in yesterday's.
wings of love and marry gay.
Sweety pie

Angel k- Rd is also us.
It's HOW I love you cosmic grace
And no
It's never too soon or too late!
True love returns as Seasons do.
It's Fall yet we relax, not too late
for spring will soon return,
Like seasons my love returns
In vortex wing's  
of two halves in love divine
Re United
My Love.
~~~~~~~
Karijinbba
https://youtu.be/kPUxdt1FZRY

HERE IS US DIVINELY ALIGNED.
Je t' aime kamma  
I long for thine sutra,
throbbing Hilton põg.
King of Prussia PA.

O the first time thine
many face moon playing hide and seek showered us with moonlight just to hear us sigh and sigh till song and dance lended our feet shoeless Pon our crib of fragrant blooms tracing on each others back
mo grá Angel
I'm yours, be mine.
aingeal Is mise mise
Te amo.
Thermo King
Westing house
Je t'aime, Je t'aime
mera bano main
tumhaara hoon.
~
By: Karijinbba
74-95 -6-21
https://youtu.be/Pw8fc-Ucvzs
Love, I want to have you
That's what the world teaches through words
Of course, you need to say it

Love, I want to  have you
That's what human mothers and fathers have done
And babies are born from them

Love, I want to have you
And the universe that we walk on leads us to always love each other

Love, I hate you
I hate when the time I brought suddenly disappears
When I see the hands of my watch stop moving
Then I grabbed something empty when I reached into my pants pocket

Love, you are art
Even though art knows no form
You are beautiful
But not everyone sees it

Love, you are lost time
When I hate you
Indonesia, 19th July 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
She was the twilight
that lit up in my eyes.

She was the moon
that lit up my dark night.

She was the star
that guide my way home.

She was here before,
and now she belongs to someone else.
Indonesia, 17th July 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
If you don't find me
It's because I became the singer's Timbre love poetry.
A hundred violins in her orchestra dig deep beneath the core to heal
Any pain felt within.

I too become the music
vibrations piercing in soul
singer of lover's poetry

In memory of a tantric Spanish poetess who sang poems for lovers all her life.
my great friend
Rocío Jurado's healer song
linked in song below.
~~~~~
By Karijinbba
https://youtu.be/g4CXOdqZ_LY
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