It’s been long
Prehistoric emotions kept ashore
The tranquil wave soon increasing its altitude
While my toes wiggled its soft sands,
Reminding me of the unresolved decisions
Left buried

So long
Time is never-ending, its slow abundance
Of seconds tickled loud echoes, tuning with
My pounding heart. My legs twitching
To a tribal dance underneath the sun’s ray
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The following incident takes place Friday night; the time dashing on the PVR is 11:30 p.m. The young lady, Emilia Featherhead decides to watch Inuyaha on Carton Network. Somehow she falls asleep and wakes up to a dog rolling in laughter for a Geico commercial. While rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she catches something moving fast toward the kitchen. Spreading her eyes wide, she turns toward the kitchen to get a better look. Nothing! The confusion that settles on her face causes one of her eyebrows to arch upward. From the corner of her eyes she sees the same movement again. She turns toward the dining room only to shout “What the heck?” Read the rest of this entry »

In the stars, I searched for you.
An elongated sentiment left astray;
My soul wept agonizingly, it’s true
That my heart was never one to convey.
To the world and the unknown I would display
My forlorn essence in a timeless celebration-
My grace alleged. In the end, I only crave to portray
a perpetual dedication.

The barefaced moon acted as my canvas, I drew
My newfound feelings, I colored them gay.
My stretched miseries, its hue once blue
Slowly faded. Its lingering shadows array
My happiness and treasures in a guarded cache.
In your eyes, is a deep found salvation,
The loneliness that still settles in the corner crash
In an enduring birth. I give to you in a bash
a perpetual dedication.

No doubts about the way my heart glue
Itself to yours. The uncertainties no longer weigh
On my brazen thoughts. For it review
With my quintessence no longer keeps my desire at bay.
Your butterfly kisses are the start of my day;
My heart erupting in a sensual vibration,
Hoping and praying you would never dismay
a perpetual dedication.

At last, we finally meet again at a scintillating soirée,
Our hands entwine, my soul held in total fascination.
With all said and done, I wish to show you everyday
a perpetual dedication.

She comes around again
Like creeping ivy, she spreads
My heart deluged by our ceaseless rain
Wet with expectation

Climbing over the stone walls
Over the fractured granite of my heart
Planting deep roots within my spine
And wet blossoms upon my eye

She comes to me
With cautious laughter
Sparkling with joy, and dappled
With dark subtleties

A feverish heart
Clutching at my very soul
Relinquishing me
Abandoning me when her moods strike

As I die
Able and eager and willing
To dance brightly amid her fickle raindrops

If only