This is kinda like a thing that i am experimenting with, where people say poems out in random verses, the poetry doesnt have to make sense at first but eventually the topic will be clear. It is like dropping a blot of ink onto a piece of paper. It begins as only one large blot at first, then it spreads and whatever happens next is just up to the blot of ink. So it is kinda like the mind chooses what the eyes choose to see. Whatever is written on the paper is like a dance, expressionistic and not so much of achieving a goal in mind, it is a photograph of expression. So that is my current experimentation Expression on paper.
now to deviate... i have sudden inspiration...to write this poem is dedicated to my jie...
The sweet of life,
the bitter. A few months old,
only a child.
Eating is difficult
yet she is patient, slowly, slowly.
Not a mother, a shelter hide me.
Under her wings i sit,
shelter me from the rain
tears down her back. Brazen, strong to the elemental
turmoil.
teacher, one that i follow after,
like a child after his mother.
Not a mother.
leaving is painful to me
as she goes on, the kiss that i did not return
only to find this lasts
for a summer.
This may be a bit weird perhaps impersonal you may think but, i hope it is something.... Dear jie, there is little i can say. this is all i have to say to you: I love you, from the beginning of the day till the evening shadows. I love you as much as the height of the sky to the depths of the ocean floor. I love you just the way you are, even though you say you are full of flaws, yet all i can see is this crazy beautiful girl. You are the sweet part of my school life, that chocolate coating over all the cake. Without you, it would be plain and totally uninteresting. All i can say is a big thank you.
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