Orchestrated sounds of nature lightly play out to highlight its next piece. As I’m aware it will come, in a swift movement I made myself look decent. “Oi, you still came?” That voice I will always know whatever position the sun shone. Even when the clouds hide its crown. A rhythm like a stalker following…… Continue reading As you are with the waves
Does it tell the same story each time we decide to reflect it in our eyes? Or does it go in series? that will explain why we can’t understand what is happening at the moment, because we’ve skipped some nights to look up.
Love me like the wind pushes the ocean waves, and the waves slams into the seawall that protects the town. Love me like a reader breaks the spine of books by reading it again and again. Love me like fire consumes woods and gives warmth into the hollows of chimneys before it turns it into…… Continue reading Whatever Love we both agreed means, Love me.
The answer I may not exactly know.But ever since, I’ve seen love exist not only in the presence, or by spoken words, by tactile things, or through touch and affection. Love also resides in the absence, in uncertainty, unknown reasons, distances between spaces of time, in unsent words, and longing.
Do hearts run out of space? Or do we run out of things to put in it?
I fell in love in that City in all the wrong times. A soul caught my eye. Butterflies fluttered. Hearts rumbling. Hands trembling. We ran into the night. Until I was running alone. Strong feelings caught, others were kept. A letter wrote receiver weren’t sought. I fell in love with that City. Of its corrupting…… Continue reading San City
It has been a long time, since we’ve made our hello’s, not even a proper goodbye.As if a wave of a hand and a nod is a good farewell to someone you wouldn’t be able to see again. But even so I know I wouldn’t get an answer. I’ll still ask you some questions. First…… Continue reading My Dearest ,
One night I sauntered the marshes of Porthaven. A blurry image of myself alone, among the sea of starlights reflecting through the waters along. Then it rained light—what a sight to see. I never was afraid to be hit, I felt it would not hurt me. I have caught one, its colors bursting on my…… Continue reading I made a pact with a starlight
Do you think it will make a difference if we can comprehend every language of everything? I think it will, I think it does.