Accident-prone yet bulletproof, resilience courses through my veins. After plucking out the shrapnel from my own Hell-Bent self-destruction, all I was left with was me. Through embracing my darkness, I found the light. Here lie a sordid collection of POETRY, PROSE, AND REFLECTIONS on the traumas & triumphs along the way.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Istanbul
Enchanted once again as my heart skips a beat, you have filled me with such wonder that I have no words left to speak. Intrigued in every way as you have brightened my days, filled my nights with light and charmed me as sweetly as classical ballet. I gaze into your eyes and catch glimpse of the stars, reassuring me that happiness is not too distant, you can be my Spanish guitar. With your body and my bow, we will play the most beautiful music known to man, it will resonate throughout the world and settle amongst the cherry trees that line the streets in Japan. Your intellect astounds me making me hunger for your lips, I will devour you ravenously like an ethereal eclipse. You are my biggest aphrodisiac, chocolate pales in comparison to you. You will surely be my best muse as you have made me feel renewed. Your aroma fills me with peace like a Turkish café, reassured as I am certain that you will always meet me halfway. I bask in your company as if it were the sun, you have made me fall quite quickly, your predecessors have all been outdone. Our lives collided with good reason, I long to be transformed. You soothed my soul immediately, you are the anticipated calm after my life's storm. Enamoured by your touch, your caresses make me weak, my attraction to you increases tenfold whenever I admire your physique. My heart on my sleeve has made me wiser, although it has also caused me much pain. I know that you are different though, refined like the finest champagne. I am filled with excitement to see what the future has in store for us, you have made me feel understood and serendipitous. Majestic like the blue mosque in Istanbul, I feel optimistic once again; you are welcome to drink freely of my cup that is half full, I have made it through the rain. The smile on my face complies with the smile in my heart, you are the perfection that I craved, enriching me like the finest art. Time slips through my fingers like the softest grains of sand, as I attempt to find the words to express that all I want is to simply hold your hand.
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