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I can’t hold back
My emotions in play
Are set in stone
Never Eroding away
A sea of serenity
When we lay in this bed
Fingers running thru pedals
When I Corress your hair&head
Every night is something different
With the stars in the sky
But every time it’s the same
Little sparkle in your eyes
Body like a mural
Only I could paint the picture
Every curve nerve and beauty mark
Is its own devised scripture
Indeed I speak the language
But don’t always have it straight
Can you really fall in love
& fall off to communicate?
Tend to overthink
So abrupt with my decisions
How I’m pushing you away
I want you closer fuck the distance
At first I think about you
In the end I make you cry
What’s worse when I’m without you
Is reevaluating strides
How my mind been fuckin racin
Thinkin bout the good and bad
If you wake up 1day with no love for me
Would you be sad?
Feel relief? Feel despair?
Feel like something must have changed?
Never have I gotten used to you
But do you feel the same?
When away from you for minutes
I digress how much your missed
When away from you for hours
I confess I can’t resist
Just admiring your pictures
And videos of you and I
U so articulate and different
I’m cheesin when ur smile
In front of me onna screen
Or right before my eyes
How you pushin all my pressure points
When you don’t even reply
Then I get that text tone ring
And I get to start to cheekin
When away we makin ways
Tryna set up the next meetin
Me and her in a cacoon
Bound2 spread wings and start soarin
This truly must be love
Cuz I love you at every moment
Best feeling is when I’m close
The worst is when I can’t stay
I love it when we meet again
Because I dread to go away
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Geoffrey Bawa’s Tropical Modernism
Geoffrey Bawa (1919 – 2003) was born of Sri Lanka’s multi-ethnic, colonial heritage, with Arab and British paternal lineage, and Dutch Burgher and Sinhalese maternal lineage. Geoffrey traveled to Britain for a prestigious university education, and, following the family tradition, qualified as a lawyer in 1944. He returned to Colombo to work briefly at a law firm, but soon tired of the profession and, having lost both his parents at a tragically young age, used his inheritance to travel across the Far East, the United States and Europe.
Although almost seduced by the prospect of settling down in an Italian lakeside villa, he instead returned to Ceylon. In 1948, Bawa purchased the Lunuganga rubber plantation, and developed an interest in gardening and architectural design. He threw himself into a new initiative – turning the Lunuganga Estate into a tropical paradise that would evoke the Mediterranean attitude with which he felt such affinity. This personal project, combined with Bawa’s perpetual feeling of being torn between his Asian and European cultural identity, ultimately gave rise to Sri Lanka’s unique style of modern architecture, of which Bawa was the pioneer.
After a short architectural apprenticeship in Colombo, Bawa qualified as an architect at age 38. He started his career emulating Le Corbusier but quickly adapted his international style to the climate and culture of his native country, combining clean lines with elements of Ceylonese—that is, colonial—tradition. He soon had become known as a leader of the “tropical modernist” movement. The ‘tropical modernist’ style would become a fundamental part of the evolving identity of a newly independent Sri Lanka. Bawa was instrumental in presenting innovative ways to use light, space and materials to create dynamic designs that worked with, not against, challenging environments.
By 1960, Bawa, who had always been a member of an elite class in Sri Lanka, was moving in a social circle of artists, and his work was highly sought-after by influential cultural figures, from hoteliers to the Catholic Church. The celebrated batik artist, Ena de Silva, asked him to create an airy and modern suburban house where Bawa combined the Modernist tendencies for open floor plans and stark decoration with iconic elements of Colombo manor houses.
A year later, the architect built a new office for himself on Alfred House Road in Colombo, an unexpectedly expansive and bright space, where lounging areas and striking sculptures frame a tranquil open courtyard, which, by Bawa’s masterful trickery, somehow captures the essence of an Italian summer. For his home, Bawa combined four individual bungalows into a personal oasis of innovation and comfort. True to his style and philosophy, the unassuming exterior hides a plethora of treasures and surprises inside the house - a labyrinth of corridors, water features, enclosed courtyards – to create an unexpected sense of spaciousness.
In the early 1970s, Sri Lanka was already coming into its own as a tourist destination, and Bawa’s impact on the burgeoning luxury travel scene was unprecedented, and has since been unrivaled: he designed 35 hotels between 1965 and 1997, of which 13 were built in Sri Lanka. Bawa’s imprint can best be felt in Colombo city, which has become the archetypal ‘tropical metropolis’. Though the unstable political environment nearly compelled Bawa to permanently relocate to India, his most enduring landmarks are the political and ideological symbols in the capital (the Seema Malaka Buddhist Temple on Beira Lake as well as a new Parliament building at Kotte).
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go play this for me. Then play it for a friend. Then ya momma ,, every1 might interpret different but it's up to to go explore its depths 👁👁
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