<< Silk >> I will not write this in flowers. I will not smear this in perfume. This will not be dainty. This will not be eloquent. All I ask is that my fingers will work. For they have been lubricated by my tears. This is the moment I have a belief. This moment so rare for I do not carry a belief system. But for right at this hour, I believe in love. I have come to make a declaration. To tell you all that love is not false. It is true. Possibly the only thing valid that I know. I saw this love by looking at myself. I didn't see myself through a mirror or piece of glass. I saw my whole being through his eyes. I saw his love. I saw his everything staring at me. This was overpowering. Most will never see what they look like in reality. As a human, this overwhelming moment only opened the gates to flooding. I cried like never before. I cried like a prophet on his knees, waiting for the world to split, but then came rain. I will never be able to explain in words what I felt completely. I wouldn't want to explain it because then it would be a photocopy not real or reliable. I will not write this in tongues. I will not give it a pleasurable scent. This is the moment I have a belief. This is the hour I believe... In love.
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