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a lady has grown

joyful in her graceful celebration

ever lovely in every presence shown.

she is blessed by the One who kept her,

raised in love,

cared in grace,

desired by Whom she gives wonder.

i thank God every time i remember her.

to honor the King for His loving daughter

as He kept her in His care

to offer me a partner suitable for a love so supreme,

an unconditional love;

where she found a way to love me,

in the condition i was in.

in countless times,

i was enchanted by her sparkle

but the attraction was not on the beauty that is seen,

rather on a delicate heart

that seeks the benevolent King.

fascinated by her strength,

her soul that is pure,

her mind that is firm,

and her charm that is mine.

it is the spiritual illumination that surpasses all else.

i’m inlove with the way she affects me.

to have herself simply be

draws me near to a warmth as on a cold night.

she is like the the first rays of sunshine after a dark winter,

the anchor against crashing azure waves,

the calm on my storm,

the april to my december.

my sanity.

my beau,

keep being you

as i set my eyes on you,

my desired crown.

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To be one's sure thing.

in the admittedly unlikely event that I get to meet you

never did I expect that you'd taken an interest again,

just a glimpse of what could have been.

a question of 'can we go back to where there was us?'

you were a skeptical soul against second chances,

and

i was still giving you stolen glances.

we were two lines improbable to have met.

yet

in a world where

a white crow is more likely to happen,

against all incomprehensible odds,

you chose me.

you were once this stern, walled-up lady

but

now my amiable, clingy baby.

it has been a journey

for me to be convinced

that you are assured of the idea of us.

to be your certainty.

who needs words when everything is crystal clear.

baby,

you are my sure thing.

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“… finally home in the arms that held me.” Hold on we’re gonna be doing this for awhile

Haven’t documented one of the surreal moments of my life — Having a man waiting for you outside the arrival area of the airport

Thought it was a white polo, black pants, so clean to look at, fit like a daydream. Yet it was a beige-coloured polo, even better complementing his white skin, and so attracted to look at as I was laughing with my friends crossing the road shying away my eyes cause they were teasing. I walked up to him as I separated with them cause they took the long way as they carry their luggage and I took the stairs with my back pack so heavy

My heart couldn’t even find the words to say, I think I just said Hi as he raised is arm to hug me. I hugged back a little cause my arms felt exhausted from the tight back pack filled with my 7-day clothes and whatnots.

After all the waiting for the plane to go back to my country, the 1hr of agonizing heat inside it while the refuelling before the take-off and the 3hrs and 22mins travel time, I am finally home in the arms that held me.

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“Hby?”

How can a simple counter question makes this lips of mine beam a shine, puff my cheeks up, and face display bloom.

Delights my heart to have met your liking in me, my feels, and thoughts.

Carry on with laying deeds that would spark joy to my heart. You are enchanting.

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Touch Series #2

Embrace ~ Hugs are such a therapy. How can a simple gesture be this lovely? Chest against chest hearts so close they give each other a kiss.

You can know one's love just by their touch. To put one's head on your chest hearing your heart's beat. Even though time moves faster you can stay there for hours, hug you several times or hug you forever.

Give me every kinds of hug the sweetest of hugs the clingiest of embrace. Arms wrapped tightly around you saying "hug me close, cling onto me." Being far from it makes me lovesick for your touch.

Your embrace is my new favorite thing needy fingers on your back giving comforting caress spreading warmth across your body. All the fragility in my body mended I was safe, healed, comforted, and loved because in your arms I was home.

I should've hugged you tighter the last time I saw you.

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Maghinulsol na ko

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To dwell in my sulking yet beaten by my longing of you

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I waited :( 

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photographer: delfi carmona

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Sea Aesthetic l Matias Alonso Revelli

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Arianna Rubini

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I’ll also treasure you in 2023 and always

Few moments to treasure wt 2022! 💕

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Hug?

Feeling all sorts of emotions, I just wanna sit with them and abandon my work at the moment

I feel numb yet I am crying

Maybe it’s true that being numb is not feeling anything at all but feeling everything all at once

It’s a new year, expectant of everything but never did I expected the business it brought with the past 5 days so I adjusted

I adjusted with the needs of my pets early in the morning, midday, and also in the evening

I adjusted with commuting and bringing myself to school to claim documents I needed and be patient with the looooong business days they need to process those

I adjusted with the finances and prepared myself mentally of the money I needed to save with my planned travels and my plans for the house

I adjusted with the fact that one of my pets would be given to someone else and prepared myself emotionally with the coming week

I adjusted with this new feelings, new person and newer version, the vulnerable me yet holding back so I could still invest in myself 100% as the season says, ‘not yet’

I adjusted with working from home once again and done with the 2-week long vacation and prepared myself as I am with chores altogether

But am I the only one getting frustrated of coming home yet find the house in disarray? Am I the only one getting stressed of new things coming in and yet nothing is being thrown away as if keeping ‘useful junks’? Am I the only one who gets tired of being frustrated? Am I the only who thinks of outgrowing the past year, the older self, the former things and plans for what is ahead?

Sometimes, I wish, if I could only have someone whom I can do it with. (But guess what, it’s still me)Someone I can lean on. Someone who’d always consider my rest, my happiness, my ease of living, provide me of comfort and care. Someone whom I expected my father would have provided us. Don’t get me wrong for I am happy, I am contented with what he can give, he’s done his part, made out of his way and outgrew how he was brought up by his parents. I love how he prays for us as a family and provided us a spiritual fence from all sorts of danger we could be in to.

Yet, we can’t have it all, can we?