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From E.E. Cummings

30.01.2006 Monday 11:59 P GMT+07
A copy was supposed to be clipped on the cake souvenirs, but it was too long so we scrapped it.  i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your d

A Lifetime Ago

18.09.2005 Sunday 11:59 P GMT+07
The past few days I've been organizing my documents and part of this means gathering evidence of the relationship we've had.  Being a packrat does have its advantages from time to time,  and I found myself sorting out plane tickets, receipt

Without You

04.12.2004 Saturday 11:59 P GMT+07
 eyes closing gently, My heart soars, as you and I walk hand in hand. On moon bathed shores of past, and Magical lands of the future. With sad knowing I must, again wake And face another day. Daz post

Oh

02.12.2004 Thursday 11:59 P GMT+07
the inexplicable thrill running through me at the thought of those words husband wife forever   Mik post

Snatched Off My Journal

16.08.2004 Monday 6:05 A GMT+07
Found this in a folder while I was cleaning out my pc last night --I wrote it last summer, when I spent some time with my parents in Dumeguete.  It's disjointed and unedited, but most my journal entries are.  So it might not be smooth reading :DBut
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Here

08.12.2003 Monday 1:59 A GMT+07
Here we sit everyday your eyes                                       from across coating my face with heated (never lukewarm) chocolate stares as long fingers caress a smooth silver spine and i shUDder knowin

When Things Go Bad

02.01.1998 Friday 1:59 A GMT+07
When Things Go BadImagine if we had to return memories;We’d draw lines between what you can keep and what I can’t.Like hugs you give me when I wake you up to bring me home—this is carefully packed in my box,But the melody of that song we played

Just For Now

02.01.1998 Friday 1:59 A GMT+07
*written by The Boy on the plane taking him back to DarwinAs I sit and watch the lights of the busy markets fall away, to become nothing more then fine Diamonds spread on a sheet of black velvet. My thoughts turn to you and our short time together. 

Expedition

02.01.1998 Friday 1:59 A GMT+07
 Yesterday, I traced a routeOf pleasures on the mapOf your mouthWith mineUncharted territoryI trespassed beyond bordersSet by teeth and tongue  Today, You take your mouth  on safariChase after gameClose in over a throbbing pulseTo kill with a kis
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Ghost

02.01.1998 Friday 1:59 A GMT+07
 Ghost  He liesand triesto take youin his armsYoudo not seehis facecryingsoftlyYou rememberpromises  But it is nothis voiceyou hear  Copyright © padouin/Mik  

From The World and Other Places by Jeanette Winterson

02.01.1998 Friday 1:59 A GMT+07
Go Buy The Book!! :) From The World and Other Places , He was soft as rainwater. On that first night I took him across a field mined with pheasants that flew up in our faces when we fused them out. The vertical explosion of a trod pheasant is shock e

Sexing The Cherry -- Jordan first sets sail

02.01.1998 Friday 1:59 A GMT+07
One of my favorite parts in Jeanette Winterson's Sexing The Cherry : Jordan... I should have named him after a stagnant pond and then I could have kept him, but I named him after a river and in the flood-tide he slipped away. When Jordan was three I


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