

The song he will never hearWhen you saw me you understood that I was so completely unlike you that I might as well have been one of the fishes that slipped by dozen from your net and upon the shore. I was like a whale, like a seal, with eyes that seemed to bear all the sadness of the sea, an immense and mourning creature, older than the sediments sunken and layered above each other at the bottom of the ocean. I knew things that no human knew. I was young then, and yet I had been born old. But my face my face was human and human my words and this mind, this whale's mind, this sea-lion's mind, in a human body with a human voice thaThe song he will never hear


MeetingsWe first met When I was a girl The Icelandic winter was rough And you marvelled at my ability to swim naked in the slushy water.Meetings
Later - many springs later - I had cast off my seal-skin -
And you recognized me among my companions. The shore flowers bloomed honey-sweet And the sea smelled of salt and rain.
You saw me again On the Rhine. The evening sun was blazing golden Above the green water And my hair cascaded over the rocks You didn't speak and I saw you couldn't move.
(I never sought to be the many faces of your fantasy. You nev


Strolling at night - IIConfetti hearts Scattered in front of the church Bright and trampled on Bleeding bits of paper mirrors of the mindStrolling at night - II
Summer breeze Night falls mingled with September Hair blown across my face Hair in my mouth
And as I walk I chew on Faded memories The blazing sunset sky towers Upon the world and encloses me
My wings have been cut off Before my birth Never will I fly With this wrong body
Oh mocking of nature Master-stroke of a lesser god And the dark water of night lowers Into the streets
Aqua


ShiverAn earthquake rolls across her skin as green curtains reserve a space for construction - he looks at splattered bed sheets and cradles a small shiver.Shiver
He inhales, holds the breath. Hands calloused by supermarket boxes grip the railing. Cord of blood and sweat fused into life is taken into other, more precise palms.
A hand on his shoulder whirls him around - birth is burdened into his arms. Black curls smell sweet. He feels her hand envelope his as he leans forward to kiss the wailing temple turned an angry shade of red. She's
whisked


summer children, we were'ii.summer children, we were'
we carved animals
from ivory castles floating in the sun. we were
the doting spring mayflies
twisting upon meadows,
wreathing lilies between
toes, breathing --
iii.
between the sheets
of golden chaff, she whispered, “let’s dance in the rain
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-JP
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go easy... step lightly... stay free
and i dont know how much would i be asking from them , cuz ive never done this before,
please help me!
btw, we use "peso" as a currency here in the philippines, 1 dollar = 48 pesos..
hehe thank you, oh and theyll be using the crest i created for jackets, gates, as logo on plates and everything! just like a royal family!
thanks!!
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duuugshh!!!!nice one!! hehehe
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(And I'm very sorry for the delay in saying thank you.)
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