let's make music reign...in the hands of the masters :)...yes, music where my name is related to, laughs, plus some other things...okay, i am trying hard to live to my namesake's specification :)...happy? i do try :>...helper, yes, i've done that! princess? nope, just a queen for a night when i was younger and that was ages ago, now you know that i'm an old geyser, laughs. oh well. but music is definitely my like and my love :) and in japanese i run across the field, that i can't figure out, for what? hmn, used in a sentence..."a spectacular run across the field of all things soccer" and "The rink ran across the field from first base to third base with second base being... means the Cubs have won...so maybe my name's japanese meaning is not bad at all. just a trivial stuff of non-importance to anyone except me, of course...(^_~)...
till the end of time
how many swallows
have you counted so far
how many jets
did you see passed above
that were ready to land
how many magic or illusions
did you see casted
by the man that disappeared
and never came back
in our eyes
did you see eternity
in these moments
of our time
that stayed
and never ran out
love is just today
for you can tell that
the river was filled with lies
love that till the end
of time that never was
tell the swallows
that the song is just
a dream that never came
tell the swallows
that at the end
of the rainbow
there is no gold
there is no story
for it's an empty promise
that the bees just
buzzed all around...
love songs are like dreams in the night that it's gone when we wake up. it is like our loves, our muses, our partners that are unfaithful, untrue, so weak that they can't withstand the test of time...and they wanna be free from our grasp. but hey who knows people change if love is true, even if i am against second chances, this is just for myself :)...so let's give them that second chance :) as if we did not learn our lessons well...but we are just humans so that is the reason why :> and true love conquers all as that passage had said eloquently in the past and still haunts us today in our times, why? for it's very true :) and that love is like a drug, or an alcohol or a smoking habit that it's hard to kick out, laughs...then we are just prisoners of the memories created of that past...like a stinky rat that comes back in our sight, laughs. but life and love is like that, until the end, until the end of the rainbow that we see up above but its end is devoid of color, no gold, no light which is kinda sad, but at some point we must accept the truth, that love after all is an emotion that may last or it may never stay forever in our lives...
