love letter...

It’s untrue when you leave imperfection and live perfection..

The night air is cool and soothing, and overhead the stars are coming out like specks of silver dust.. This same night is going to break to pieces and as it fells heavily down in its shiny pieces, I will not fail to listen to my dreams land on my shoulders. Read carefully, this is the first love letter I attend to write in my life.

Before you, I was white as a spirit. Now all I am is a stained man, stained from my own desire, and I can taste it and smell it, deep red as an undiscovered wound within. And to think I never believed in love at first sight. I gave birth of a life that could be, that took form out of early memories..

I met you on this site, the same day exactly three years ago. I saw you and I knew I had to have you. I had longed for you since the first second; I hungered you, imagined you but never tasted you. I let one by one all the castles on my body to fall and surrender to your charms. Powerless and fool since then I imagine you come close to my ear and whisper soft words. Soft like clouds, just before the sun bursts through them. Hard like reality, before the night awakens it.

I wish for a day where I could hiss those words close to your ear and you feel my hot breath tickling your skin and your heart. I never murmured it and I never shouted it. I am hearing no violins and I know you can play my every string.

Happiness consists of no desires at all and at the same time all the desires in the world. It also consists of no concerns. It’s a dreamful of floating. Humans have invented so many words to describe the exact degree in which a person pleases our senses. And you can please everything – for that I’m sure of. Whether that is a sweaty night in bed, or a sweet night out in the world. Bonded together, I can let myself become half and then connect with your half. And while every single person on this planet thinks that wishes on stars are magic, I am making wishes on you. You are my star and while they are making wishes on stars, I wish on you that I had you.

There are nights where sleep doesn’t touch me. The sun steals in my room and I watch as the light throws long fingers across the floor. It makes the curtain glow with power and my eyes hurt. And then the next minute, your name in my head feels as warm as someone’s mouth on my soft neck. Sometimes the thought of you being here hides behind my ear and whispers me your mysteries. The thought of you being here tells me that my love for you is no captivity but freedom.

I’m a writer and you know me well enough, to know that I believe that words don’t get too deep. They can’t go through the human skin. But your words are already up to my soul. I promise you now; every time u speak to me everything around will vanish. They will become one with the light in your eyes, one with the shine that they will be giving me. One beauty will be interrupted by other.

Hit my life down, throw it to my feet if you have to. Tell me that you don’t want to be here. But if this letter bounces in your head for more than a while, reach for me.. I will be here at the corner of the world. Take my dreams from the hand, and lead them to the safety of your arms.