Love's Opium

my beloved

2005-09-27T20:50:00.000-07:00

my beloved

the world's most gifted pen
cannot find word's to completely
describe what love is,
how it grows
and changes
the whole perspective of a person,
his whole pattern of living.
strange, isn't it?
scarcely a year ago
I didn't know you existed.
now I am certain you have become
very much a part of my life.
perhaps my wole life, even.
I feel that across the cons of life
even before we were both born
my soul were searching yours
through the vastness
of infinite time.
the event that someday
we shall meet,
that one unforgettable moment
i shall fall in love with you
you will have many more months
to learn all you want to
know about me, enough time
for you to know if you can reciprocate
the love i offer you.
i shall only ask one thing,
that you judge and answer me with your heart.
for love unlike mathematics is not
an exact science that can be
pinpointed with precision.
love is more a way of life
that transcends anything, everything.
it is God's priceless gift to mortals.
so please answer me with your heart,
andwhatever may be your answer
i'll know that like the woman you are,
you will answer me frankly, fairly,
from the depths of your heart.

i love you,
your falling angel

2005-08-07T03:27:00.000-07:00

August 4, 2005

It was as good as the first time. Imagine being with someone again who could possibly brign out the best of you.
At first you dont realize how wonderful the feeling was but at the end of the day...you'll say that it's time t move on..

I think there tre certain matters in our lives that cannot be simply thrown away...and you have to believe that it was all done because there is a raeason. If a person tried to love you and has walked out of your life...be blessed because despite such circumstances and heartaches, you did suvive..

And yes i survived...thnk God.

Now i am in a rest for a good fate..

It's time for me to bring once again my passionate dreams..

Tonight I Can Write

2004-09-14T21:26:00.000-07:00

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Wtite, for example, 'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.I
loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the emmense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing.
In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.