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we'll gaze upon the bright stars tonight but don't forget those flashing neon lights





Thursday, 19 March 2009
rendezvous at 3am

it started out with a text message. then another. it led to 6 missed calls and before i knew it, i was standing in front of your doorstep.

you look as good as before, those eyes, that smile you always have when i looked at you whenever you are trying to open the gate to let me in. i greeted you and went straight to your room. it was cold, and i slide through your bed while you sat down at where i supposed you were before i came.

the computer was on, it shows alot of things that kamasutra is always trying to preach humans about. i keep on staring at you while you gulp down on your peach drink. and then you asked... do you still need that? or shall we just go on without it? i said anything, and you decided to let us have some quiet time without the computer.

you lie next to me, quickly grab my hands, the energy that you exudes felt like you've missed me since the last time we've met. one thing led to another... and... we kissed. it felt like both our soul has been going through a miserable period of time. your room felt like a sanctuary for a moment. it's quiet, dark, peaceful. the angels must be watching us, the unification of two souls. how beautiful. we were breathing harder every minute... and every minute ticks just like our heart pumping out the blood in us. there's a need. there's a need right here in your room right now. the need for us to be united. too peaceful that this felt like the only chance we can get closer... and closer... even closer. i watched you while you're still closing your eyes. the warmthness of your physical, it made me feel like our rendezvous was quite what we need. and tonight, in twilight of 3, i run to you.

it's a rejuvenation- empowering stronger

from that moment, i knew, its our passion that unites our souls together and never was it a lust. you look so beautiful, it made me pondered what its like to have you into my life. we can't. we never will. the unification of our soul only happens during twilight and we are not to expect nothing more than that. we did our best for us. the eclipse of our soul ended with great gratifications.

you greeted me home, and so i left. the next thing i knew, i was back on my own doorstep, still having you on my mind.

until the blue moon shines again, i'll run to you in twilight, to let eclipse in and unify our souls. come breathe me in, light my fire and warmth me in your own will. the darkness is all we had, we got nothing to loose, my dearest, but our souls. to let loose free, yours, mine, both you and i. its ours now. its the only night we appreciate the unwanted love that we had doubted and feared of to a full significant use.

it must have been the full moon


Thursday, March 19, 2009

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