I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.
It is all about our hearts getting intertwined by the power of love and care in an infinite embrace. It is all about knowing that there is someone always there for you no matter what, when or where.
My sweet love, Bew. Rhyme I. Just a smile.
What do you want? I hear you asking. - Your smile is what I am looking for, a shining sparkling twinkle in those beautiful black eyes of yours that radiates so bright that the sun feels jealous of its glow, Desperate verses II, M. Anawim, #justtothepoint.
In my defense, I would say that your eyes cast a spell on me, your laugh fill me with joy, and your kisses, so freely given, grabbed my soul, Desperate verses I, M. Anawim, #justtothepoint.
Do you believe that I have loved you since the dawn of time? Do you believe that we were destined to be intertwined? Don’t you see how much I love you?
There’s no place to hide. I have hopelessly fallen into your spell. Life has a new meaning. A new bright beginning is waiting for us. Love shines through our lives. The world is wonderful because you are so beautiful, special, and lovely. Don’t you see how much I love you?
There’s no moment to spare, no hurries either. So close no matter how far. Love is our destiny, nothing else really matters. With the ashes of today, we will rebuild a new tomorrow. Life is a train without return tickets, let’s take it. There’s no more sublime endeavor than this. Don’t you see how much I love you? Desperate verses V, M. Anawim, #justtothepoint.
Who can deny that life is not fair, nor easy, just a messy affair where we muddle along with glimpses of meaningful relationships, meaning, and purpose? Who can deny that lies are abundant and spreading, news are mainly fake and bias, history is being twisted, trust is all gone, and something needs to be done? Who can deny that yesterday is gone, tomorrow is not promised, and we only have today? Who can deny that destiny is a bitch, money is king and sometimes even god, and life is but a dream, a worn out ship on trouble waters? Who can deny that I love you Bew like crazy, my sweet angel? Desperate verses IV, M. Anawim, #justtothepoint.
This is not what it was meant to be, but my crash course in purgatory. I should have known better. I should have been wiser. The more things change, the more they stay the same. Everything just keeps going round and round, people chasing the wind and clutching at clouds and shadows. Life is not just a mess in a world ruled by chaos and deception, but a merry-go-round where we all go around in circles before the curtains close. And there are never really happy endings, that’s not how the story goes, but love is always new, awesome, and makes the ride so worthwhile, Desperate verses III, M. Anawim, #justtothepoint.
Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be, Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl.
My peak? Would I even have one? I hardly had had anything you could call a life. A few ripples, some rises, and falls. But that’s it. Almost nothing. Nothing born of nothing. I’d loved and been loved, but I had nothing to show. It was a singularly plain, featureless landscape. I felt like I was in a video game. A surrogate Pacman, crunching blindly through a labyrinth of dotted lines. The only certainty was my death, Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance.
And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep going on, they overlap and blur, your story is part of your sister’s story is part of many other stories, and there is no telling where any of them may lead, Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus.
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