You Know You've Met That Someone When.....
.......there is a soul connection.
Where the essence of your being is magnetized - drawn inexplicably to the partner soul, by forces that could initially be described as chemistry, which later expand into a energy field that envelopes both physical and mental faculties and leaves one bereft of words or explanation for the dynamics that cause the gravitation.
And then you stop thinking, just to stay in the moment.
Irrationality helps to preserve the magic. To stay-in-the-moment.
Gratification is pleasant anasthesia.
So this is where i am.
And the view is gorgeous.
Where the essence of your being is magnetized - drawn inexplicably to the partner soul, by forces that could initially be described as chemistry, which later expand into a energy field that envelopes both physical and mental faculties and leaves one bereft of words or explanation for the dynamics that cause the gravitation.
And then you stop thinking, just to stay in the moment.
Irrationality helps to preserve the magic. To stay-in-the-moment.
Gratification is pleasant anasthesia.
So this is where i am.
And the view is gorgeous.
posted by Halva at
5:07 AM
11 Comments:
wow! is this someone new? tell!!!
eh?
Yeah, Halva, who's this?
are you in love?????????
OMG!!!! tell tell tell!!1
wah! got butterflies in the stomach one ah?
all shall be revealed in the next post.....
it better not be your nephew, gorgeous though he is.
(it's not shandy, is it? those song lyrics got to you? ; )
you have a cute nephew?
I quote Sultan Mahmud Syah of Melaka:
"Jahat sungguh Pak Mutahir ini, ada anak yang elok parasnya tidak ditunjukkan kepada kita."
- uttered at the wedding of Tun Fatimah and Tun Ali, when he saw Tun Fatimah for the first time.
No pressure or anything, but I'd just like to point out that the whole family except for Tun Fatimah was eventually executed so that the Sultan could get his hands on her.
Demikianlah adanya.
fazu - hold yer horses. the nephew is one year old (if that)
ahahhaah fazu! pantang disebut orang yang chomel, sudah hendak tergedik gedik, pantang di suruh dia mengomel, inikan pulak ...
lost my train of thought. it was ognig to be a darn goet pantun but i could not get a word to match GEDIK.
head in shame
not only can i NOT write poetry, i could also not SPELL properly.
(that rhymes)
...i am beginning to be a pest in this blog arent i?
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