from my beautiful pink journal vol.1
11-13-07
11-13-07
the key
the key
in my hand
i unlock the door
and let myself in
i stayed there
with you
in the miles of
forever----
your heart…..
~ 11-13-07
The Butterfly
he loves her
like a butterfly
only like a sweet elegant butterfly
the way she grooves
the way she flows
dancing around him
he knows he’s like a flower
waiting for his beautiful beauty
to arrive
and sit on his delicate petals
there she comes
flying with her wings of sweet kisses
in the air
cos she loves him
just like a pretty flower
the way he open his arms to her
the way he kissed her
as he adore her so
~
11-13-07
bones
bones
lied down
in the dusk of sand
where
hearts are hidden
like a treasure
and i know
those bones of a soul is buried
somewhere in
your eyes
i couldn’t find that
twinkle
i’m still searching…
~
6 comments:
these are great!
Of course, a pink journal...
Your poems are beautiful in pink.
beautiful emotions!
:)thank you
Great writing Kai.
i really like "the key"
so much said
hearts don't lie
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