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What should one write if life has been drawn out for them, if their destined path has already been written since birth. It’s strange to see that when your inner functions for a world that is destined to be unfulfilled by the imagination of a child, all seems dull and boring. We seek out life in many ways, from the seed of any fruit blossoms a tree. From the interactions of people formulates a family. From a baker gives creation to something edible and delicious. From an entertainer the flow of nature is molded by the senses. Given time to learn a single language, then you give rise to the understanding of a whole new world that’s called a concept. We learn and educate our minds, bodies and our very existence by the concept of one thing….to live for what comes after tomorrow. For others its the concept of learning about what brings tomorrow. While in the end, you have those whom accept the day that is called tomorrow.

We have an eagerness to take flight the moment we are given wings, to fly above the clouds into the big bright blue sky and soar across it as it we were born to do so. But down on the ground for us wingless ones we want to hold, to embrace, to touch, to feel and to sense the heartbeat of the person we love the most and hold dear in our heart. To be able to have their essence & spirit wrap around as if they were a rope that would never unbind and never break nor loosen its grip; thats why  we name it LOVE.

Its going to be a cold, dark and empty winter solstice without your warm and gentle embrace to shelter my body so that it may melt this frigid ice that surrounds my very soul. For you are the flames that ignite the fires buried deep within the catacombs of my heart bursting its way towards the surface. Unleashing your volcanic rage of ecstasy made of an ambrosia full of pure love and unforgettable passion.

How do you create a world where the inner makings of it are made from the emotions that are buried deep within your soul? How to do you see someones heart through the haze of your doubts, your thoughts, your judgment and its fury? How do you find a lost forgotten passionate kiss that has been captivated by the ripples of the wind? How do you remember the sensation of a single touch made as hands slowly caressing each other? How do you capture the warm gentle embrace of two bodies sealed in eternal bliss? How do you forgive me for never saying the words that meant spending my last moments in your arms? See me for I am here, touch me for my heart beats, hold unto me for I will never leave your side and lastly I luv you for who you are and not how you see yourself but how I see you through my eyes.

We are endlessly seeking the embrace of another amidst this world that bares no fruit of forgiveness nor of understanding. Yet we find ourselves in the middle of an existence that hinders our very own perception & thoughts to see things clearly with our own heart.  Our heart yearns for a single touch, a mere sensation to be felt across our bodies. For even a single kiss that is granted from your lips would be enough to dull the senses into mere ecstasy, pure and blissful enjoyment.

You become engulfed in a fog where all expectations are lost, fear is the first thing to go followed by behavior laws, you loosen your tongue and rehydrate your lips as you move in closer with your hips, your mood is different yet still da same and u see the world through eyes that are brave, for the truth to be told you drink until you feel no pain

My heart is going to shatter soon for it is becoming colder than the ice of winters grasp during the season of its solstice. For I pray that the sadness wrapped around it becomes quenched and satisfied by the single drops of tears that run down my face. For the void that resides within it is darker than that of the eyes of the blind. Yet it has never stopped beating for you nor yearning for your glance in return.

My words do not have wings but yet they take flight. They embrace and touch your inner soul. They reach deep within your body in search for your heart that has hidden itself away from love. A love that is not meant to be touched by any mortal hands, for the world itself cannot comprehend its overwhelming worth. The sincerity of affection that is given is not even enough to overcome the fear of self preservation that devours any attempt to rescue you from any doubts that arise from your heart. For I can only stretch out my hands and wait for you to grab a hold of it. Even if that takes me an eternity or several lifetimes so that I may free you from the chains keep you from extending your wings to fly.

What can one do when they must walk through a deep dark forest at night, where the only light found is the one that shines faintly through the cracks of the leaves from the moon above. For if one continues to venture further into the abyss they find only a cold, dark empty void of nothingness which they can never ever free themselves from. Even the warmest of hearts becomes brittle and frail while succumbing to gentle embrace of the cold.

What is it that makes your heart push me away, for I am here because I choose to be and not because I have to be. I have tried to reject your heart in the past but it wasn’t your heart that I was rejecting but rather to be part of your love. I do not continue to fight simply for fighting but because that’s who I am inside. You are worth risking my life, my health and my sanity on you for without you there would be no me.