A silly little love poem to begin this Sunday morning…
how can I say this, except
you are the sparkle in my shine
want more of you,
more of this divine
I am bewitched by you
how can this be?
you’re my North star,
never once dreamed
I could feel this free
turn your face to mine love,
oh sparkle and shine
how can I not want more of you,
want more of this divine?
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Musings of a Taiwanese American Adoptee 
This poem is delightful. Your spirit is happy and dancing as you think of where you are in your life. And the best is yet to come.
I listened to some of the music you included. Your taste in music is impressive and I want to hear more. I will be visiting the site again.
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I want to know more!!
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Me too ❤
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