Saturday, July 26, 2008

The Story of a Heart

what is it about the night
the sun reminds us about our sanity
it tells us not to lose ourself
but love flourishes when you do
ever looked at the evening sun
set before your eyes with your love in your arms
the sun wants us to love
but its the evening sun protective ,loving,overbearing
ever had an encounter with someone ,
it lasts a lifetime
the most beautiful being
knowing you will meet again
but not in your youth
you can only hope that you're brought back
when you see that face again
to the youthful abashedness you loved
we began one night
our first kiss couldnt wait
for our blurry speech to complete
the night protected us
our skin felt the chills of the open air,
the freedomof going back to our ancestral beings
the night enveloped us.
our bodies kept each other warm
not caring about anything
our thoughts were flowing
like the water we were in
being sunken only to ensure you stay with air
seeing the faithful dog
who we beleive brought us together
for what would be our last day
fate ensured we would embrace
not one last timebut several put together
gut feelings exchanged
hanging by a thread wich was as strong as our hope
that that day would not be the end
miracles causing doors to open with you standing in front
and i
wanting to look at you forever.
those perplexed eyes
which then smile at me
i melt inside
knowing at that point
that i was the luckiest boy in the world
but also not .
we could call it the the power of the friendly dog
who gave me life for only a day
i lived that day.
the night falls again
our last moments
the ocean tells me to smile
the winds blows our hair over
our speech is blurry
as our thoughts try to hide behind them
the purple sky looks at her,
and bows
the full moon
shows me her beauty
as our last few steps together beckon
we reach our last destination
and then she looks up at me with those big brown eyes
and i know she has entered my heart
one last kiss
one last embrace
and all she has is a stone
the spanish tradition followed
in a different partof the world
one last lookand my life ends
with the words i will see you again my love
and her smile plasters my heart
and her eyes dry mine.

1 comment:

SimplySarah said...

I really enjoyed that. You're a pretty good writer. If you get the time you should put more up.

*sarah*