Love of my life!

 

     He's the gift of my life,the one who I treasured oh so dear. He makes me laugh and also he makes me cry. I dont know why maybe  he loves seeing me crying, coz I am more beautiful when i cry. But you know what when I cry, it makes me more flexible and I learn to love him more and more deeply…I love the way he is, I love he's being maturity because it makes me more childish, and he hates me being like that so Im trying to be matured. Hes my  baby, my baby who cares and love me the way i love him. I really thank God for him…

Did I Dream, You Dreamed About Me?

Did I Dream, You Dreamed About Me?

(from "Song to the Siren")

A dream defines me, defines you for me:

A ship,
with a picture frame sail
folding in the wind.
On the sail a portrait of you,
stenciled in light.
I sit on the bow
back turned away from  you
    (folding in the wind)
and fall back into your portrait
(sinking in,
     bellows around me,
        folding me in)
as you drive the bow
straight into starlight:
empty edge of my world.

How could I trust
such a long lost dream
should you ever come true?
But if I never wake
the dream never fades
so I dream you here inside me,
…inside my sleep.

           - For Lisa
           - Ed Boring  May, 1988

My 18 yrs old!

Recollecting from my yesteryears,. I remember the little innocent thoughts and aspirations I long ahead of my childhood memoirs. T’was awfully ideal, my desires long for perfection and certainty. I am an angel…in the eyes of my family, friends and for all those people who believe in me. And I faithfully accepted as true that I am God’s child.

                  Then………..

                …….I was just a very simple youngsters,. An “angel” in disguise as what they call me.. a pure hearted one who dwells sincerely with untainted nostalgia for my future. I treated life as a fun experience,. and adventurous amusement.

                But………….

              ……..almost everything changed when I steeped in a very crucial stage.”my teenage life”. Many people who knew me since childhood were stunned with my transformation. I became uncertain with my feelings and I doubted my strengths. I became weak, fearful and worried about life.

              ………though

              God never left me,.. He is always there reaching and loving me. I know I did several wrongs already but God never stop being my father. He is one of a kind and an incomparable king.

             …….with..

             And with my family and friends, I know I can survive with life’s greatest battle..

            ……and  ofcourse..

             With “Lyndon”, I can be who I am without pretensions and worries..