Showing posts with label what i am. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what i am. Show all posts

you satisfy...


a gift

Sexual intimacy is a gift and a participation in the mystery of creation. It is a function which enlivens the hope of procreation and ensures the continuation of family relations. – Chi Ming Tsoi v. CA, G.R. No. 119190, January 16, 1997

sometimes...


people DO NOT NOTICE the things we do for them UNTIL WE STOP DOING THEM

This is Life

it can never be absolutely happy;
it can never be perfectly made;


it will always have its twists and turns, 
ups and downs.
it will make us strong and have faith;


sometimes
it makes us cry and suffer.
But it will make us stand and learn
that no matter how difficult it is,
there will always be many reasons to live and smile.


SMS
Fia B. 2012.02.24

Distance...

means so little when someone means so much c",}

shadow

i turned my gaze from beyond and back
still i see you
i run the world in peach and black
but could not shake you off


my heart seemed to have been etched
in your image
yet masked and hidden from
the paper and wages


no hills nor plains shall let this flow
no sea nor river shall mud this throw
so long and bye now  my sweet tooth
all centuries' gait, covers in soot!


Criss Crossing's Mind Muddles
2012.02.19

Emma Bunton @ youTube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUaxTq0wDPk

WHat I aM

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean
Philosophy is a talk on cereal box
religionIs a smile on a dog
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean

Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep

What I am is what I am are you what you are or what?

I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know
if you know what I mean

Philosophy is a walk on slippery rocks
religion
is a light in the fog

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean

Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep
What I am is what I am are you what you are or what

PASSING TIME

by Maya Angelou

Your skin like
dawn

Mine like musk
One paints the
beginning

of a certain end.
The other,

the end of a sure beginning.