Saturday, March 17, 2007

A letter to nature and me.

virginities were broken tonight.

secrets were revealed tonight.

battles were lost tonight.

tension was uneasy tonight.

conditions were humid tonight.

yet, i chose to remain happy content. afterall, what ivy said was true, "after all the situations and events that have happened in your life, such as ____________________, you truly deserve to be happy and stay that way."

she's right. she's usually right.

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hello dear Sparrow, how far can you see from the tree up there?

do you see a love-lorn little boy pining for the heart of a man? a man full of experience, security and matured secrecy? or do you see, from your tiny little eye, a immature little boy wanting the flesh of a greek-god-finesse.

hello dear Clouds, how high do you float amongst the hemisphere?

do you see the many deep lurking morally-questionable strangers that encircle the young hero, waiting to pounce on him the moment he is vacant in the heart? or do you see, from your wide panoramic view, the samaritans of love that encircle his loneliness and are more than happy to bide by his side.

hello dear River, how deep is your aquatic depth?

do you see and hear from down below the whimpers of sorrow of a young boy that dreams of wanting something that he cannot get, something so inexplicably impossible? or do you see, from your deep mysterious abyss, the call for help in the name of unconditional love and hope, a call that would set his sail and direction of his adolescent life straight.

hello dear Man, how hungry are you for this child?

do you see a boy that needs your tender loving care, one that greatly appreciates the caress of your touch, one who wishes to weep in your arms and places his fragile head on your shoulders? or do you see, from the eyes of wisdom you behold, a confused little brat that doesn't know what he wants, but grants the lusts of his flesh to overpower his sanity and bring you a step closer to being even more skeptical towards transcending love?

hello dear Me, what do you want?

Do i feel like I'm the one that's made for this valentine? One that has taken my heart so abruptly? One who makes you feel like you're top of the world? or you feel like, from your own perspective, a perplexed little dude that just wants whatever he wants, when he wants and with whoever he wants? A young little boy with thoughts of corrupting a man's thoughts on love even further?

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