Wednesday, 15 October 2014



XXLove letters

 

 

When 'In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.'

 

You were easily moved to tears by the dead,

By stars and by the moon,

You used to cry listening to dying music,

Nowadays you are cruel,

Nowadays you are like them,

I needed words,

You needed colors,

 I became your palette,

Nowadays you are like others,

Colorless, bored and sad,  

What did I want?

I wanted to know you loved me,

When your words touched my skin,

I wanted to know that I was wanted,

When your hands glided over my scream,

I wanted to know that time would stop,

When I unbuttoned my senses,

I wanted to see this look in your eyes,

It was more than one million words,

As usual eyes are underrated,

I wanted to hear your breath,

I would have been obsessed with a question,

‘Who wrote such beautiful music?’

Was it the silence of night?

Also silence is underrated,

I wanted to feel the touch of your hands,

They never lied in my presence,

I meant every word I didn’t say,

I didn’t want much,

At the very thought of you,

I wanted to feel a sweet tremor,

We sat on the bank of the Seine,

We watched the city go by,

It is the best pastime in Rome and Paris,

Joy wouldn’t have been  complete without a cone of Berthillon,  

Musicians played on the bridge,

 Do you know that promises cause complications?

Without them life would be so simple,

But I had given a promise,

It was the story about the thing we all desperately needed,

It praised the storm of mind,

It was about girls falling in love with angels,

It was about spirits not throwing an anchor,

Christmas witches, sea turtles turning into mermaids.

 

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