If I could move only but an inch closer. I would be able to touch her fingers. Feel her soft skin that glazed like an olive. Yet remained tender as an orange peel. She was staring at me when the man, much to my dismay. Brushed his hands over my eyes. Making my eyelids fall;. If I could open them only but an inch more. I could still see her watery eyes. Gleaming like a pearl fresh out of its oyster. For she was crying for me.

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The gentle swish of rocks fell slow,. An echo of sound through rocks below,. A sky blue sight with a ripple of green,. Fractured by light held in-between. Far distant land in shadow afar,. Soon to be lit by benevolent star,. Form of land shaped by the light,. Joined by shadows given by night. Musing thoughts meander through,. The misty touch of broken blue,. A caress unbroken by turning head,. Nor wisps of floating, fiery red. Caress or crush is same of old,.

The truthful lip shall be established forever, but a lying tongue is but for a moment . ME, YOU, US. The strongest person within you that you cannot fight and win, is the person God made you to be. It rains splashes on my window. I am watching the drops fall. I remember the many moments. Many small moments of my life. Small moments that add up to the big finale, end conclusion. Moments come and go lazily by. Moments change my life eternal. Imprints on my destiny, for better-worse,emotions high-low.

On October 12, 2011 by Wesley Jansen. I was not sure if I would be able to conclusively prove this or not, but I began to get the subtle notion that the 15-year-old Taiwanese boys in my Civics class were more interested in women than they were in the intricate details of the United States Constitution. So, I began with a hypothesis.