https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/Happiness and Alohahourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/947136As I call your name for one last time, and still you're the only person what I see in my prayer. I carry that weight a long time, and caring about what might have happened. Sending her a letter to say what it is to care, with a desire. And it is at the front door for once more, taking me over,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/944993I write a long line of letters to deliver over the ocean. And they have dissatisfied her. Only, I hear the wind. A cry in a name in which that emptys my heart. So I am dizzy in my head, and feeling blue. I can't explain, and it's got me really so emotional about her smiles that once were in my...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/938401I saw her today. And what a face I saw, and I knew I had to begin to keep her warm. She takes away the energy a part of me, the very heart of me. In a snow, and cold winter in Tokyo calling to Iwate under the sun, and everyday making it clear my dear...... To the island under the rainbow, and...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/938334The pacific water has a tide turned by the moon. Gently, away from home it is a wonderful pull that brings me in. 3,000 miles over the ocean, the aura in order of this nature tells her I'm alone. The solar revenue of that is from the sky, brings in heat from Honolulu to Iwate. The lights of the...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/938332There is a doorway to exit the confusion. It is in her mind, and then I react to her heart. My mind needs to express this exit, as I sit in this cafe, while I weep over my sparkling water. I am feeling a little peculiar, and I try it by writing it down. Asleep, and hoping to reach the right...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Paul_CIMINO/938165How do you do? How this world is behind the beauty of whatever reason there is to fly. 3,000 miles away, and will you come to play? Close your eyes and think of me or, call my name. In this winter you've been in the wind of a chill. There, but soon I will be knocking upon your way. Eyes that look...