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Rin Jan 2019
I promised myself to write something about you but when I looked into the windows of your soul, I saw the universe crashing, stars exploding, galaxies colliding. I saw beauty... and a light feeling of unfathomable ecstasy. Blinding and slowly fading, mesmerizing yet menacing, fleeting but forever alluring.
And I realized that you are as beautiful as your soul.

Distracted, I promised myself to write something about you. I took a pen so I get to remember every fragments of my broken thoughts. But with each stroke of it, as I write the words into existence, as it gets out of my system, now existing but meaningless, I remember you. Existing and meaningful.

In the midst of my captivity, I regained my sanity. Distracted again, I promised myself to write something about you. I typed and clicked my thoughts into the computer. But the caret was like a swinging watch hypnotising me to ruminate on your images. Smiles like a monlight of laughter, eyes lifeless as coins, hair thick and coarse like dune grass, montage of everything you cannot give and a list of reasons why I promised myself to write something about you.

And for the last time, I promised myself to write something about you... and I did.
Edmund black May 2019
Home  is a powerful concept...if you can find that in the heart of others . A place that is safe, a place that too often bright and welcoming without judgement, a place to be understood, a place that celebrates you and looks for you, a place where the sunsets are always beautiful, a place that lights up upon your presence ...if you can find that where ever it may be ...Do not let go.  Home is truly a magical  place where we love one another . Home is You beautiful people  Diamond Crazy Kristy, Santita, CJ Love, Fawn , Perry, Crow, Micrography- D, Pattie m, Luz Hanaii , Pegan Paul, , Cné , Star BG, Sue, emnabee, Omni, Temporal Fugue, Valsa George, Tash McKay , Lora Lee , Donna, False Poets, Kim JOHANNA Baker, Lily, Suzy, tinhearts, Nat lipstadt , Lori Jones Mckaffery, Elena, Joey,Mack, Gods1son, Khoi-San, Poetryjournal, Sheila Sharpe, Sjr1000, Polar, Monlight, Diya, M-E , Salmabunu Hatim , Jules just to name a few and etc
I am humbled, appreciative, grateful for all the love and your generosity with kindness. What we’re experiencing here is love manifested as poetry.
My love is real
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Love , love , love always bring healing to the incurable.



                   Thank You From The Bottom Of My Heart ❤️ Thank You
Akira Chinen Mar 2017
My kinda strange is as pure as it is *****
It is a kind of lust and love in perfect greys of checkerboard black and whites
It is moonlight in a bottle and sunshine hidden in a kiss
Its hopeless to the sounds of nothings sweet and desperate to feel the teeth of dark passions moan
Its holding hands under a fort of blankets and pillows while reading a classic tale from childhood long ago
And secretly having eachother in the middle of a crowd during the roar of a live show
Its the magic found in sharing shy kisses years into being in love and the leaving of reckless marks and scars in flesh and dreams of a first night
And I can see my kinda strange dancing inbetween the colors of your eyes and beneath the tattoos on the surface of your skin
And if you step into this madness with me we can do anything that we have ever dreamed
And get lost in a bottle of monlight while sharing kisses that burn with the fury of the sun
Where we do nothing but strange in the name of love

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