Happy Happy :D

She was a vision
Something like a black-magic woman,a rushing
a myth alive,
blew my mind
sparks flying
Everything felt as if scripted

the characters she used to spin
enchanted me
as roads to heaven

I was the scarred canvas
which she chose to paint
with Her thoughts
ripe with potential and beauty

a momentary wind
and she was
only real
in a world's
loosest sense

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for us to meet,
in all the far reaching intoxicating space,
at a perfect time

It will take a miracle of impossible mathematics.

But miracles are not physical impossibilities,
they are only statistical improbabilities
and
those
happen
constantly!! :D

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On this day I just have to say :

I am making my way to You ;)


From rabbit's heart ,for you ...