day four: a disturbed tulip (loves)
a disturbed tulip production
Today's the last day. I'm sad, actually, because I really enjoy these few days of fun -- thinking up of presents to give up, worrying whether would you like them, etc.
Today's a mash-up of the whole week's presents.
An opponent, a teammate, a fan in the stands.
As time presses on, those loathsome grains of sand.
Like looking in a personality mirror, I reflect you, you reflect me.
It's as if we take turns, one like the blossom, all attractive and bright-
The other, wise and nourishing as the leaf, carrying liquid in it's veins, -
A vessel whose purpose it is to supply life to the glorious petals.
I've given you my trust; you've lent me yours.
I've vilified you; I've placed you on a pedestal.
I've seen with my eyes, deep sorrow in yours.
I've ached for your pain-
And cursed with deep conviction at the tragedy you were forced to know.
You've listened to me spew disgust at the world, -
Disappointment in myself and in lovers.
You watched me relive the painful past-
Without judgment, interruption or sigh.
You love me. I love you. Since the day we met, I knew this.
Giggles to battles. Love to hate and to love once more.
A yielding to what time has revealed,-
Like the new, black pavement turned gray-
We have become what we were meant to be...
Sisters.
Without conditions, barriers or bars.
I don't think twice-
About all I am blessed with, -
About who determined this.
I know you were ordained by God-
To be to me, the greatest of gifts.
This is for you!
And here's a mix for you: Day Five -- It's Not The End. Remember, love & life belongs to great risk. Huzzah for vague Fight Club reference!
Today's the last day. I'm sad, actually, because I really enjoy these few days of fun -- thinking up of presents to give up, worrying whether would you like them, etc.
Today's a mash-up of the whole week's presents.
An opponent, a teammate, a fan in the stands.
As time presses on, those loathsome grains of sand.
Like looking in a personality mirror, I reflect you, you reflect me.
It's as if we take turns, one like the blossom, all attractive and bright-
The other, wise and nourishing as the leaf, carrying liquid in it's veins, -
A vessel whose purpose it is to supply life to the glorious petals.
I've given you my trust; you've lent me yours.
I've vilified you; I've placed you on a pedestal.
I've seen with my eyes, deep sorrow in yours.
I've ached for your pain-
And cursed with deep conviction at the tragedy you were forced to know.
You've listened to me spew disgust at the world, -
Disappointment in myself and in lovers.
You watched me relive the painful past-
Without judgment, interruption or sigh.
You love me. I love you. Since the day we met, I knew this.
Giggles to battles. Love to hate and to love once more.
A yielding to what time has revealed,-
Like the new, black pavement turned gray-
We have become what we were meant to be...
Sisters.
Without conditions, barriers or bars.
I don't think twice-
About all I am blessed with, -
About who determined this.
I know you were ordained by God-
To be to me, the greatest of gifts.
This is for you!
And here's a mix for you: Day Five -- It's Not The End. Remember, love & life belongs to great risk. Huzzah for vague Fight Club reference!