what could be melody to my ears
could be noise that annoys yours;
what could be to-ma-to to me
could be to-mae-tow to you;
what could be spicy to my tongue
could be mild to yours;
what could be pink to me
could be orange to you;
for only
if we dare
close our eyes
and humbly
open our hearts–
we achieve
unanimous truth.
my eyelids are shaking,
im waiting for you.
– Originally written and posted on August 14, 2014 –
A dance
under the moonlight
and on top the hill,
where city lights
and stars
are witnessing:
Me–
grinning
in a red haltered dress
and blue stilletos;
playfully wiggling
my hips
to grace.
You–
gearing
in a black sleek suit
and white checkered tie,
seriously advancing
your steps
towards my way.
As the mono plays
while our song
fills the air:
your right hand
locked
on my waist
to stay;
While my lips,
laced
on the auricle
of your left,
blowing our sanity
away.
Sprigs in rust, gold, and yellow
are filling the meadows.
Falling leaves
are hurrying to kiss
the crying ground
notwithstanding what abounds.
In a cold murder
of a dream to be together,
the sole fatality is a wistful bliss.
Gusty winds are accomplice.
Forsaken trees sing elegy,
while dead Heart gives its own eulogy:
“Odi et amo-” its closing verse,
making the Grasshoppers mourn,
while the crickets are speechless.
They’ve never seen
that much tears
before.
. . . Bill and Hill
to dump the Sill.
. . . Jack and Jill
to conquer the hill.
. . . Romeo and Juliet
to end family ill.
. . . Darcy and Lizzie
to bury two deadly sins.
. . . Bonnie and Clyde
to hold hands while rob and kill.
But,
they don’t have
what it takes
to make two hearts
enjoy love this fun:
Thus far,
the icing on your nose
is the best one
in the whole,
wide world.
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God bless everyone.
-JustMe-
12/4/16
Honolulu, Hawaii
In my first language,
it’s Mahal kita.
In German,
Ich lieb dich
In Spanish,
Te quiero.
In Italian,
Ti amo.
In French,
Je t’aime.
In Korean,
Saranghae.
But when a
Japanese says:
“I rab you” . . .
To a scientist,
who says:
“I lab you” back
It’s stupid!
