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Be my everything,
To guide and cherish me,
Be my lover,
To love me unconditionally.

Be my Architech,
Let's design the future together.
Be my teacher,
To teach me how to love.

Be my engineer,
To build our home.
Be my doctor,
To take care of me.

Be my accountant,
To audit my salary.
Be my bestfriend,
To advise me when I'm sad.

Be my clown,
To make me happy when I'm down.
Lastly, be my partner,
And stay with me forever.
Henri Words Feb 2016
China tongue, yes dynasty of tongue
The taste of spicy or none
Welcome you home with eyes open round
Reminder of an oxidized hole of an accient coin
Looks original but didn't live long

Such accent of southerners
Occupied many streets in so called western cities
Representing an old fashioned society not sure if ever existed
A place all Chinese visitors must go
Looking forward to a city but it is just
A seat in a city
Cult of a culture
Architech out of an architecture

Everyone appreciated the precooked food
The fish was alive a week ago
Knowing he had to live till today
They even served tea
Tears of their parents
Who got nothing to eat
After survived sixty days in a small boat
Poor memories served
When they built this
China tongue

And now
A mainlander like me
Trying to take it down prior to
New year eve of the Young

Feb 18, 2015

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