An Ode to Zula - Part 4.

Sing songs for me 
Perfect Melody. 
A song to help me get through what I'd lost
And yet... never had before. 
They cover these days at night 
To which I wish I could pull covers over you 
So those stories you hear on the other side of the rainbow 
To be with a girl like you
You inspire me. 
You are my fire and water even when you complain 
The sound of your voice just soothes me
You are the open gates of beauty and serenity 
That sparkle that confuses silver with diamonds and gold.
Bursts of treasure flowing through emotional chests in your chest where love keeps your treasures chest
The apple of my each eye glanced which CTRL R every time I look at you. 

The love we make is Art. We are artisans. 

Working on our craft. We are soldiers fighting for love making dreams. 

Just then, you buried your beautiful face in my palpitating chest and together we harmonized an affectionate beat. 

Loosing all control. Lost in the music. Lost in our muses. 

Lost in the sheets of riddle. Ridiculous. But I can't help wanting you. You. 

Your occupation? Super star. Wonder Woman. Super hero. 

Part time writer and philanthropist. 

We fall asleep and still dreaming of learning ourselves forgetting our mistakes in each other. . 

You keep going away and yet...

I see you from afar. 

Further than Jupiter. Mars. 

Come closer. 




Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

"We Built It"

Dear Lover, Politics aside ive been looking for you for a long time now, and even though finding things has never been a strong point for me, it seems that i cant give up on us. Another winter is coming, physicality aside i feel an emotional coldness brewing inside of me that has spurned from my recent non-achievements with love. Time is running out on us. I find that it takes me a long time to paddle to this magic island where men decide to make women their wives and do the grown up stuff of by starting a family but... Despite my hard work and intentional efforts i seem to have arrived at this island alone. Im confused and wondering where you are. There are mermaids belly dancing everywhere around this island but i chose to focus on the Y OU + ME = Happy Ever After.  But what is happening before is not pleasant and i dont like it. Winter is coming... Ive written many things to you since our date Ive dreamed about what you and I would be like. I just dont q...
Read more

An Ode to Zula - Part 3

His left knee gave out as it hit an unseen stub hidden by darkness.  He blinked twice.   There was a sudden movement in the corner of his eye and the ground rushed towards his face.  The pain wasn't that bad at first, but it started to sting slowly, steadily; he ignored it.  The pack were somewhere close... so he had to keep moving. Move. Keep moving.   Lifting his face from the dirt, he felt treacherous clouds of darklings surrounding him as he picks his knee up and started prancing... But there was nowhere to run.  They had circled him.  With the glee of a predator. They sang songs of feastings.  Circling closer, licking their lips.  Tasting Blood.  Their leader appearing from a shadow, distinguished himself from amongst the pack with wicked teeth and a vicious smile.  The wind moaned through the high branches and the skulls of former victims crushed under his feet.  His prey shook uncontrollably. Knees trembling in fear....
Read more

A.D.A

Hey, So your'e with him now. Well, That was fast. I wish I could say I couldnt feel a thing. I'm on Novacaine. And its...yeah....its for the pain..its for...the pa.. When you played those songs in my car and you were so carefree but refused to sing it. We would trade awkward moments in carefree non-singing humming tunes and now, i cant feel anything and I dont know where my heart is. I've been trying to tell you something. But I just cant. I dont know what to do about feelings. I cant process them. What do they mean...They show up when they feel like, and make a mess when you're gone. And now, you are with him. I used to dream of waking up next to you and being as close as I can to your light, your energy and your sound that make you, you. Your soul is magnetic. Your eyes are glitter.  The last time I decided to be Vulnerable I was driving back from yours. I guess you did what you had to to move on. We miss each other like a missed high-five. Does...
Read more