those moments
She's alone with me tonight.
No stars to distract the attention.
Just my staring at her beauty.
She seems shy about it.
Not about her beauty.
But about my staring.
Though she was at ease.
Shy but comfortable.
It was just me and her and nothing else between us.
Shy of the attention,
but comfortable of the presence.
I looked down to take a breath,
then looked up again at her.
A slight tear ran down from the corner of my eye.
I saw the clouds opening the sky around her.
For me.
And for her.
Tonight, we are lovers.
Shy of the attraction,
comfortable with the affection.
I know she will go.
She know I will wait.
My heart beats faster each time I look up.
In hope to fly to the moon.
She shines brither each time she came by.
In hope that I swim in her river.
This is the story of true love.
It might not be a true story of love.
But what is true in love.
Is it when guilt is the one thing you constantly feel,
And blame is a deadly sin?
I'm in love and my fate is to wait alone.
She's in love and she's destined to be among the stars.
I love you.
Goodnight.
.
No stars to distract the attention.
Just my staring at her beauty.
She seems shy about it.
Not about her beauty.
But about my staring.
Though she was at ease.
Shy but comfortable.
It was just me and her and nothing else between us.
Shy of the attention,
but comfortable of the presence.
I looked down to take a breath,
then looked up again at her.
A slight tear ran down from the corner of my eye.
I saw the clouds opening the sky around her.
For me.
And for her.
Tonight, we are lovers.
Shy of the attraction,
comfortable with the affection.
I know she will go.
She know I will wait.
My heart beats faster each time I look up.
In hope to fly to the moon.
She shines brither each time she came by.
In hope that I swim in her river.
This is the story of true love.
It might not be a true story of love.
But what is true in love.
Is it when guilt is the one thing you constantly feel,
And blame is a deadly sin?
I'm in love and my fate is to wait alone.
She's in love and she's destined to be among the stars.
I love you.
Goodnight.
.
Labels: the foolosoper in me
posted by *cosmic freak* @ 7:51 PM
4 Comments:
At 1:15 PM, February 28, 2007 ,
Girlint said...
She's one lucky girl
You're one luckly person
To
She - Keep on going
To you - Never give up
At 1:34 PM, February 28, 2007 ,
*cosmic freak* said...
she is the moon.
“Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.”
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At 3:58 PM, February 28, 2007 ,
Girlint said...
Is ok if She is the moon...
"When we look into our own hearts and begin to discover what is confused and what is brilliant, what is bitter and what is sweet, it isn't just ourselves that we're discovering. We're discovering the universe" - unknown-
At 4:36 PM, February 28, 2007 ,
*cosmic freak* said...
erk, I meant, she = moon. meaning I was addressing the moon. not putting a person like the moon. hahaha.
I was writing that in the dark, on the bed, by the window, while staring at the moon.
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