graphs of my Universe
Signs are everywhere
Telling me what river says.
Hi Numbers, thank you.
26 is like poets telling me to keep writing poems outside work.
36 is telling me to be just human being.
79 is telling me to make decision strongly when needed.
can you see the bird? 💕 what sign is that?
Tea, Beloved? Yes.
Served with no sugar, with love
In a lovely day
thank you for the company!
be always loved!
How I thank, my love
To the spaciousness within?
Dancing or singing?
Or simply talking nonsense
In a morning cup of tea?
Soaring, Beloved
With this wind beneath my wings--
This breathing frees us.
Rainy nights, my love
Send music that knocks the walls
With a sweet greeting.
This heart is working
And resting while you're pulsing.
Never stop loving--
it’s a machine producing vibe in life, hope in every step — heart it is
She's a ghost within
Drawn with steps, breaths and thoughts.
Colouring a life--
a ghost within reminding me everyday that no one is perfect
a self portrait of 50% or maybe 0% or maybe 100% each day I touch it
looking like a ghost of my own dead
😁
This love, Beloved
Flies from nowhere to your head
That thinks not of me.
Do I exist when you do?
Rose tint that will fade away--
the wish is for red roses but what’s coming is red butterflies that will keep the cycle on and on.
Pretty blooms, my love
Silently welcomes a smile.
Always surprising--
do you see the slim line? a stem of flowers to be – golden shower, the shower room gang
A cup of coffee
That I've never sipped-- yet I'm
Intoxicated.
Dissolved, Beloved
To the air that we both breathe.
I'm full with your love.
Loving it❣️❣️❣️
I miss playing in the rain, splashing mud to celebrate my day with standing water
loving doing it in front of mirror
a favourite pose of selfie
when I want to look pretty
🌻
It's cherry blossom
Gracefully sway down to earth.
Mother's pink blanket--
under late cherry blossom, Himeji
Dress and umbrella
Get wet by the dancing rain.
Water festival--
It's bright, Beloved.
Not a day. Not a night. You--
Shine with rays of sun..
bright within
Shadow, Beloved
With whom this body's playing.
Well dissipated--
some people prefer working on their shadows, I’m in
Oh, Beloved, my!
It's written. Who will read it?
If no heart recites.
maktoub
🍀
It's three, Beloved
Walking the path to the light.
Bless us. Please bless us.
Folded paper, Love
Hides faces, shows a
figure.
Bowing to the soul--
bowing to the soul by not bowing
A dazzling beauty
Charms the sight from a corner.
Heliconia--
heliconia
If I could fold time,
I would fold it a thousand times
So I could meet you soon.
Yet if time were folded a thousand times,
How short time would be,
And how short I can chat with you.
Can time be made origami?
Being a flower when I'm with you,
Its petals would be sprayed with gallons of musk
That evaporates like your shadows--
Being white paper when I'm alone,
It would be on which I write signs
That would easily guide the meanings-- and
The riddle is over.
How about it?
or slow moving fast time
White flowers, my love
Hidden behind a faint smile--
A sweet scene to see
💕
It's all around you
The music that falls in love
With that that plays it.
let’s dance until all notes fall off
Curtains, Beloved:
Drawn to find your pretty face;
Closed to hide my heart--
“hello, black cat”, said a lady
“hello, white shadow”, said a cat
Weeping reed, my love
Sway gracefully by the breeze.
Longing for summer--
💕
Missing the calmness that sings.
Missing the peace that dances.
Missing the cheer than paints.
Missing the stillness that recites.
Missing all that lives caressing this hair
With the breeze of love
Of love
Of love.
Life is just like that.
Just like
You--
Seigaiha
I've started thinking
And it's started with you. You
That I've been thinking--
you’re the rhythm in the musical staff; you’re the rhyme in my head
The waving hair, Love.
The ears listening to you.
Black, white, green and blue.
turquoise, Beloved…. 🍀
rike jokanan 
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