boracay by the sidelines..
It was everything and nothing. Our bodies made promises our souls hope to keep. We are who we are and we are helpless in the midst of this bliss.. hoping against hope our passion could suspend reality.
You are who you are. And you loved me. Every sinewy limb.. Every bit of feeling that is in you. You shed tears for me last night. You hoped for your dream.. fantasy to withstand eternity.
But I breathe and I am real. Reality beckons and we have to come dowm from the heavens we visit each night.
I want to drink in all of you. Keep you in my memory.. until you nestle in the deepest crevice of my being, never letting go. I want you. Need every breath, every sigh that brushes against my lips..my thighs.. my skin..
Why such tragedy in the midst of this paradise? Like the havens with the thunderstorm behind the clouds spoiling our romantic rendezvous.
Why must reality invade this solitude? Unearthe the secrets of souls entwined, reaching for eternity.
Run along reality! You are not welcome here.. your noise is jarring. Like cold sleet on my warm toes.. don’t wake us up.. i beg you.. don’t..
Why must you wake us up from this beautiful tableau?
