The drop kisses the splash.

Quatrain poems.

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Starting…

So, 
I woke up,
Out of dreams
Into a legion of stars,
Like the stars,
Are the connecting dots and lines
Of my imagery.
And stars become moving,
Arms and leg.
Running through space.
Then dissolving back into stars,
The wall word painting you stand in front of.

——
Issue a warrant,
That there should be no more wines.
No more laughing,
No more non-existence,
And everything should just appear now.

——
Tired of these drops,
Bring me this lover already.
Quit hiding.
Show your face.
——
The Sun’s face is a disguise,
A mere opening scare.
To say, don’t look at me,
Close your eyes off me.
I’m sitting wonder, what is behind this 
Sun interior?
Tries to hide itself, yet still giving energy.
Open your, fetching the from the well, face.
We are no so close,
About to drop to this erupting love ocean.
Splash.
Ah.
Finally.
A new beginning.

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