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Jan
20
The twin pares of faces 
qingshu , 09:31 , Love Poems , Comments(0) , Trackbacks(0) , Reads(109) , Via Original 
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I am in quest of births
of my birth of your birth
of the perpetual birth of arrival
of the birth that we all share.
From pivot points
of the blossom of these births:
equals of the echoes,
at long last, lassitude of triumphs
I cross the rims of survivals!
I am in quest of the births
that expand in opposed sides of symmetries
The duets of questions and answers
the waltz of needs and achievements
The twin pares of faces
the reveres dance of mutual-s;
protrusions and hallows,
accidence and exigency,
pointers of the scales,
stalactites and stalagmites!
Like a tree
hoisting the main sail
against the wind of its ascendants
The tree that climes the ladders of light
within the jolt of genesis.
The chain that in its loops
is shake-hand s of the labors
and in its rise
hoists
the green pennant
of survivals.
of my birth of your birth
of the perpetual birth of arrival
of the birth that we all share.
From pivot points
of the blossom of these births:
equals of the echoes,
at long last, lassitude of triumphs
I cross the rims of survivals!
I am in quest of the births
that expand in opposed sides of symmetries
The duets of questions and answers
the waltz of needs and achievements
The twin pares of faces
the reveres dance of mutual-s;
protrusions and hallows,
accidence and exigency,
pointers of the scales,
stalactites and stalagmites!
Like a tree
hoisting the main sail
against the wind of its ascendants
The tree that climes the ladders of light
within the jolt of genesis.
The chain that in its loops
is shake-hand s of the labors
and in its rise
hoists
the green pennant
of survivals.
