I'd like to write about me in the plainest words,or better yet, not utilize a human tongue at all.
For words are seldom meaningful and only sketch where they should strive to care and thoughtfully describe the detailed truths and hidden lies.
Yet still I wish to write of me; explain, in detailed sketches things I do not understand nor ever hope to have explained.
Consider this an open letter; friend to friend, from fool to fools, a message to the wind:
Were I to tell you of myself in person, not in written word. I'd joke, tell excerpts of my life and never show the storm inside.
This storm, so meagrely describedby all I'll ever do or say is source of what goes on in me of motion, movement, peace and strife.
It leads me from without within me and lets me dream the world outside with waking eyes and fully conscious paints the ways in front of me.
In some ways I am good and righteous or at least prefer to be shown other situations you would surely break your ties with me.
I've often lied and never killed. I cannot break this habit and likewise I get down at least a week or two a year.
But still I pray to god of men if only to my own and fear the devils, hastily described by words of them.
I'm not much use for talking with or entertaining strangers; have my fears and prejudice both based on facts and not.
I tend to talk for hours and days if I find any point to start and yet tend not to talk at all for even longer terms if not.
Yours dearly, the writer, who feels that an ending to this special letter would somehow be wrong, but whose limited lifetime prevents her from adding more details to maps of her mind like this.
Don’t throw yourself away
Be merciful
Take it all in day by day
Words coming from the natural soul
Propaganda
Wake up in down town Tokyo
Meaningful words
City lights on the all time low.
Slow burning
These words penetrating the heart
Instant learning
Something I have sad once before
Listen
To the music around
To the words drawn
To a succulent verbal penetration.
I think I've finally found my soul mate
Was it destiny or was it fate
You touched me softly and reached my soul
We are as one, we are as whole
I love your touch and tender kiss
And your loving arms is sheer bliss
You're my mirror image; my inside out
It's definitely kismet, of that there's no doubt
You have put love back into my lonely heart
The only one who truly understands
The meaning of who I am and the true meaning of a loving man,
We know it was meant, right from the start.
Because you have became my desined soulmate of love and devotion.
I never met a man so amazing as you.
You truly put a shine into my life.
I never thought that I would even fall in love again
But somehow you broke though all my barriers
I won’t lie, I was scared to death
Scared of loving you
Scared if I love you that you’ll leave me
Somehow, I did fall in love with your generous heart too.
When you finally said “I love you” to me
It felt like I never heard those words before.
I knew right then and there that you are the one that can make me see.
That I can completely give my entire heart and soul to you and not completely fall apart.
One kiss, one touch, one look after that
Gives me every reason to smile every time
Every time I look into those eyes
I feel like I am falling in love over and over again for the very first time.
With you, I see where I belong
In your arms and in your life
You filled every empty space and every hole.
You are all I need, because you are my everything.
I love you.
