1) Yan Yan's Song - China (Prose / Play) (From Songs From The Women Of The L.O.M.) Poem by Otradom Pelogo

Yan Yan's Song
The whole excerpt is further below in one of the following chapters, called Maggie and Poreris: She Is Accepted And He Is Truly Happy

Yan Yan, I met who was from China, quite elusive in initially getting to know, and getting tougher by the moment, amusingly enough. But then becoming more opportunistic, in its most pleasant sense; for some reason, and which I'm glad of, that she had seem to misinterpret whom she thought I was. I seem to have that persona when first meeting people, but it's one only of physical appearance, for I have been told that a countless number of times; that I guess at 240 lbs., and six feet tall, seldom smiling, but more often than not, usually laughing inside at most things in life; playing with the perspective of seeing things from different points of views, and thus she, sooner than most caught on to it, and thus became the one who did most of the work at perpetuating the time that we were together in Dubai. As I said, she, even with the little time that we spent together while waiting before heading back home, made an enlightening metamorphosis, even making me meet her halfway as she did, and thus refusing to show me anything but the person that I had sought, a person to desire and never let go.

The week that I was there, each day that I would head out; she stayed in the same neighborhood where my hotel room was located. I would run into her almost on a daily basis, and we would always stop and talk, even if only for a few seconds, even until the very last day that I was there; even seeming a little disappointed that I was leaving, which I grabbed her hand, kissed it and tried to tell her how much I had truly enjoyed having met her. Although I have been back a few times since I met her, I haven't seen her since, but I eventually took that enlightening understanding and friendship that we attained, and created what I think is one of the more beautiful pieces that I will have ever written and grafted into my leading female character; (Maggie Smart) in the novel, Stasis and Poreris, which I'm sure that you will enjoy, and am certain that you will know what I mean, after finding and reading it.

Poreris falls asleep, but nights, even before the almost fatal events that brought them together happened, has been restless; and in the middle of the night he wakes up, turns on his side and sees that Maggie is still beside him. He reaches out and pulls her into his arms as she effortlessly slides to him and lays her head on his chest. That would have been enough to put him back to sleep where she would still be there; in both worlds, the epitome of happiness; but he couldn't help opening his eyes to see who had so wonderfully joined her soft body upon his; she felt so soft and light in his arms, her head now part of his chest, her breast; all the way down to her feet, now perfectly one with his; then his eyes closes for what he is sure is the last time. In his sleep he rolls over, and seems to enter what would be the beginning of a restless night alone, but instead of allowing him to believe that, Maggie's legs, arms and heart, once again reassure and now complement and comfort his, and either he or his spirit once again opens its eyes to see whom this creature is that knows, even in his sleep, all the secrets to loving him. Sleep comes easily one more time and as he readjusts himself for the final journey; she is there waiting on him; and as he lays still, again she grasps and comforts him with her body and soul, and again his soul feels her presence and knows that she has entered a place inside of him that no other woman has or will ever again enter, she is accepted, and he is truly happy.

The whole excerpt is further below in one of the following chapters, called Maggie and Poreris: She Is Accepted And He Is Truly Happy