28 de septiembre de 2009

once upon a muse


Reading an important part of my life can be done in our wrotes
so many things shared and so many for to share yet, thats my hope
four letters with such a trascendental meaning for me now
a gift, a not deserved present... but the one I have been looking for
a miracle that somehow managed its way to found me
powerful encouraging force, bringer of future, hopes, changes.
she brought more than a simple friendship, a caring and loving hand

powerful... powerful destroyer as she could also be.

Offering myself for the very first time, anxiety full of fears though
a pool of questions without answers, naive and stupid, mistake after mistake
facing the odds I find my strenght in her strenght and my doubts in her doubts
What kind of twisted path is this one I choosed for? we choosed for?
that what I hoped, I always wanted, just dreamed and always searched for
but... I never lived, I never experienced, still dreamed and just longed

where is she now? why not here? why not close? why not together?
never sure about anything, but... here I am

S
he is the girl of my eyes, she is the princess of my story,
she is the queen of my heart, she is the woman to love, to live, to die for
she is my dream, she is my reason for to dream, she is here, she is there,
she is everything, my everything... my always distant everything
rain and muteness, cold and comfort, safe haven and cruel despair
what my sad hours claim for, what circunstances made mockering
a prayer in the long rung and a reminder deep thought
for her precense... her absence... is not killing me.

Even before my illusions get an owner, her graceful spirit encouraged me
unspoken and empty promises just made to myself, already...
forgotten a
s I am taken by the sight of her smile, her beautiful smile.
curvs that never look so smooth and fine in a female body, melting... calling
drops of sweat evoking future and possible escenes; are we ready?

what it is the purpose in all this behaving? hushing never helped before
what am I doing? what should I do? not betraying myself again!
my commmitmet, thats for sure.

2 comentarios:

Lissy dijo...

clever little hidden riddle... [no name]. it is her name, isn't it?

Diaconor dijo...

not so clever, little indeed, hidden who said? and wha? like a riddle?
just... hey! why so obvious kiddo?