Begin with the end in mind,

See death as the final destination

Someone who long for a rejuvenation of childhood innocent in this world of hypocrisy and irony... Someone who long for a touch of love in this cold and heartless strange land... Like a fallen angel, heaven seems to be so near, yet so far from me... Begin with the end in mind. Think death as the destination, As we edge closer to it everyday I love you

Thursday, November 10, 2005

DR Symphony of Silence No.1

Here's my maiden attempt to write a poem. 献丑了.
I dedicate this poem to LeJun (those who know her should know why). And please do not read too figuratively. juz take the words for their literal meanings. And don't puke blood :)



I crave you,
I long you,
I lust you,

Yet I detest the sight of you
For it causes drools to fill my mouth like Lake Kenya,
And lusts to well up in me like a St.Helen volcano.

You’re my weakness
Tempting me with your gentleness,
Seducing me with your tenderness.

To ignore you,
To block you,
To hide from your endearing aura,
I forbid you, but
My Puritans resolve eventually succumbs to your lusciousness

How would I ever forget the times, when
Your presence solaces my loneliness,
Your elegance shelters my frailty,
Your delicateness unseats my anxiety

You brought meanings to my life, and define who I am.
I love you, more than I dare imagine,

My pork chop, my forever desire.

Done by

Diego Ryo
09/11/2005
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