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WHEN TEARS TOUCH II

Sitting lax,
Speakers on ears:

"(You should know better)
Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
(You should see why)
Dropped in the state of imaginary grace
(You should know better)...

...I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time..."

Then Immediately it stopped cause...
[Fasten your belts please.... In five minutes we will be landing.]
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Back, left and right, I walk and glance to search
more than five feet tall girl with long jet black hair.
She said she will be in purple collar dress
With that one in a million glossy awesome smile.

Here there and everywhere, my eyes and feet run 'round
Tiger eyes seeking at the sea of crowd on the lounge
Picturing a tall fair man with some bluish eyes in her mind.
He told her he will be in his khakis and blue sleeves 

My heart flutters high as I pass a gaze with each man I see
My diaphragm seems to work twice than usual as I spree.
Palms began to warm though outside a shower of snowflakes..
My throat gone desert dry as I am excited of the sight...

Around are persons saying warm hello's and some are hugging
Each one busy on little chitchat at the lobby ground
While some are still carrying some of their bags and luggage.
As it's worth the wait... worth the solitary wait...

My cheeks and nose turning smokey rosy drifts
[as there in the left end corner is he}
Thunder eyes sparkle a blinding light 
[as there in the right corner is she]

Wide smile formed in two thin lips showing white teeth
Arms and hands on tidal waves as they are
running. running. running...
Running half-way...

Even the ticking clock halts to watch....


Black and blue eyes locked in one steady stare
'till they stopped face to face
eyes talking as they shake hands tight
eyes and hands together, no one breaking free

Seems they are the only ones there
 Uncaring the others, all smiles
then one moment tears of joy touch 
 as they embrace... 

Soppy eyes converse.

Dreaming of better lives 
the kind which never hate
The kind that never had been blemished
by such evil from the world
Dropped in the state of imaginary grace
 Shall never try to be that unkind, 
Instead, this heart pumps to unfurl...

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*the song lines comes from the MODERN ENGLISH SONG: I MELT WITH YOU
© Olive Eloisa Guillermo and James Andrew Fraser
Written November 6, 2014
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