Ramblings of a man in love
The lights were dim and a simple lamp illuminated the room we were in. The hustle and bustle of the restaurant echoed within the four walls and yet we seemed to be trapped within a bubble. Each movement she made gave me bliss and I could not hide my joy for I glowed with pure passion and love. I sat there and watched her eat and with each bite my heart seemed to skip a beat. I felt as if the weight of the world was pressing down on my chest as I struggled to find the words to tell her. I prayed to God to give strength for I was unsure as to what outcome of this night might bring.
Three weeks, three weeks that seemed an eternity to me. With each day I rise and I long to hear her voice that was my only nourishment. She became my fuel to fight the never-ending cycle of life and I adored her for giving me back my sanity. Hours of talking that stretched on to the wee hours of the morn and not once did I feel the fatigue. I was new man, a man who had found his meaning and purpose. She was the reason of my rebirth and I thank her for all the days of my life that she has touched.
The waiter approached to take our dessert order and I scorned his indifference. Did he not see that he was in the midst of a goddess and that he had broken my rhythm? I once again scoured for the words that would show her my intentions were sincere and that I truly loved her. Never in my wildest fantasies did I imagine that words could ever fail me and I stuttered for the first time in my life. But I could no longer hold back for I felt as if I would explode with all the emotions that were fighting to get out. In mid-sentence I came out and uttered the words of my salvation. “I like you” were the first three words I could say coherently and I blushed a fiery crimson from shame. She stared at me with her beautiful eyes and smiled a smile that I could not bare to look at. At that instant my words came back and I echoed words filled with longing and love that seemed to flow from the very core of my heart. She sat there silent but still wearing that smile I had long wanted to see. In that moment of silence I understood that words were no longer needed to express my love for her for she herself needed not a sentence to tell me that it was ok. I may not fully understand what happened that night the one thing I am sure is that I will love her till the stars burn out and the darkness claim me once again.
Psychosis 101
Half-lit cigarette burning fast,
The horse running wildly in my veins,
Burning every cell inside my body,
Strobe lights inside my mind,
A string of northern lights that blind my eyes,
A cocaine-induced hysteria killing me slowly,
The guitar rhythm fuels my rotting carcass,
Steaming adrenalin pumping in my bloodstream,
A poison cocktail filled with death,
Opium den run by Chinese whore mongers are my friends,
Doing a jig while shooting each other with heroin,
Each of their orifices bleeding coal black blood,
The earth shaking under my feet,
A chasm breaks open and I fall into the abyss,
I wake up covered in vomit and my own foul excrement,
Whisper
The night looms over the weary wayward land,
It slowly drives each and every citizen to a deep unwavering slumber,
Darkness that reflects the very color of the soul,
No creature stirs for the power of the night reaches every crack and corner,
Save for one that simply refuses to give in and enter the dream kings domain,
He works feverishly through the wee hours of darkness and the morn,
He moves with such fervor and passion that the darkness turns shy and moves on,
The very presence of such a man defies the very purpose of day and night,
He is an abomination for he is an example that others may soon follow,
The sun and moon curse his name for he destroyed their very essence and core,
It would seem the heavens have barred him from their luminous touch,
For he has grown blind from the use of candle light in his nocturnal escapades,
A lowly star once came to his bedside window and asked him many questions,
He answered each question clearly and truthfully save for one he did not answer,
The star had asked how was it that he was able to fight the pull of darkness,
He was but a man that radiated no light of his own,
But how was it possible that he could drive away something so immense,
It was an act that nagged and deeply troubled the young star,
To this question the man merely answered, “Her voice keeps me going”,
That answer baffled the young star even more for he did not understand,
As he made his way back into the sky he continued to ponder the reply,
Many years passed and the man continued to work at night,
But doing so only invited the reaper to his doorstep sooner than expected,
The man was now lying in his deathbed struggling for each breath,
The star, young no more once again came to his bedside window,
He asked many questions and he answered all save for one that he did not,
To that question he merely answered, “Her voice kept me going”,
The man died that day but the star never left his side,
He watched as many mourners came to grieve his passing,
All were marked with such pain save for one that was smiling,
She sat beside his body whispering words of love to his ear,
She knew that he was listening and that he yearned for her voice,
In this time she was the thing that he needed the most,
The night then extended its arms and slowly wrapped the land in its embrace,
The star then witnessed that the woman was unable to sleep,
So he fell from the sky and he went to her bedside window,
He asked her many questions that night and she answered them all,
The man was her lover and that she was the mans source of light,
And she could not sleep for the man was not there to protect her from the dark,
