You once asked me why I look at you the way I do. You said there's something about the way i look at you. I asked what you meant because I look at everyone the same way, including you. You strongly disagreed and said the way I look at you is completely different. To be honest with you, I really was clueless at first but it didn't take much to figure out why.
Because...
When I look at you, I always find myself drowning into your dark river of eyes in between the dry caves with sweet brown and gold honey. Waves of emerald cross and crash while you stare back into a cold and forgotten soul. The ice normally pierces through me with ravishing wind but a spark ignites when you flash a smile only I understand. And in the topic of understanding I think one's paradox of the capability of love and making love creates a conflict between the galaxies of a naked man who not only craves the touch of a naked woman but seeks a sanctum and home where ruthlessness doesn't exist...... So be my sanctuary and let me dwell in the debths of you where I'll dive in your unholy ocean. And as unholy as it is, the satisfaction of hearing you moan in my temple like I've awoken the Goddess of infinite love is sometimes a sound I cannot bare so excuse my low moan. It was dark but our saviour gave us a moon so I howled when you grabbed my neck and sunk your nails in my skin like you never want to let go. The light of the moon traveled the world and found my window so it could bounce on your soft and delicate skin. It wasn't the idea of you that hypnotized me but the true version of you. I saw you bare, naked and raw and had a privilege to scrutinize every aspect of you. From the little scar on your skin to the pits of your soul where you caught me wondering like curious Goerge in a jungle. Maybe that's why you flinched and shied away because you were scared I'd find secrets you also weren't aware of. Yes, I may have entered with a subtle approach but trust me you caught me off guard while I sat at the edge of a lake. When you pushed me into the water I thought I'd swim right back up but your waters held deep tears of your innocent heart. I was never ignorant, infact I thought I was the most open-minded person I knew until you came along. With you I went through a cycle of cognition where I ached for an experience that is you, welcoming you into my senses of touching, hearing, tasting and acknowledging your every bit of existence. My focus had completely shifted on my perception of you and again, not the idea of you but..... You. Call me cheesy but God has to exist seeing that a creation like you deadass walks this earth on a daily, well except for your lazy days where you just lay on your bed all day.
They say that the universe is all of space and time and their contents, including planets, stars, galaxies and all other forms of matter and energy. And to me that sounds like you. I can't help but be intrigued by your universe where your mind creates vibrancy and colour. Sometimes I find myself in your world, as you bite your lip, lost in between the pages of a romance novel. I've found forms of matter and energy in you that I never thought existed anywhere and maybe that's how you managed to hypnotize me.
Do you know the qoute that says "Tell me the story about how the Sun loved the Moon so much he died every night just to let her breath."
If not please grant me the pleasure of telling it to you except me and you will be the characters. I'll be the sun and you're the moon.
"once during a time when the earth was simple, the Sun shone brighter than anything. The people were grateful and rejoiced every time the Sun shone. He brought them joy and warmth, he was even the source of their warmth.
But he was lonely, all by himself in the vast skies. He would look down at the people dancing in his radiance and wonder if he was simply destined to a life of solitarily. That was the price he paid for being the brightest, he reasoned.
Then there was the Moon.
As the Sun grew weary and began to disappear she would rise into the sky, flanked by millions of stars. Her radiance was a sad kind of beauty, one that went unnoticed as the people slept.
The Stars watched her with woefulness, hoping that one day they could get close enough so she wouldn't feel so empty. But they couldn't. The Moon was untouchable, surrounding herself with a blanket of darkness through the cold nights.
Until one day when the Sun was sliding out of the heavens, he caught a glimpse of her. She was peeking up, a rare side of her being exposed to the light. And while the Sun could shine, he knew the Moon could glow, and a faithful whisper trumped an arrogant shout any day.
So just as the Stars were wandering into the night, the Sun fell in love like a snowball hurdling down a mountain. How he wished to see her more than the fleeting moments he shared with her at both dawn and dusk.
But the Moon was untouchable.
Uncurable.
Unfreeable.
"Go," she whispered to him one of those nights, her voice as sweet and sorrowful as the last light of morning, "Go and let me breathe, for you and I have decided fates. You illuminate the day, and I cast a glow on the night. We will never be. Our connection would go against what all people believe, all they know." During the summer he would stay a little longer just in case she would change her mind. It was no use.
"Don't you dare abandon your blessing of light for my darkness."
Those were the last words the Moon was strong enough to speak to the Sun, "
So yes, I'd do almost anything to see you more than the fleeting moments we share at both dawn and dusk. I wish my warmth radiated not only for the people but for you too. But if I have to die 365 times over and over for you to breathe every night I'll do just that as long as you don't forget that... each and every summer I'll stay a little longer just in case you change your mind and free yourself. And maybe then, we'll merge into a greater source of love and power anyone has ever seen. Yes, it looks impossible now but the glow you cast at night and the warmth I carry during day could create an never-ending and extraordinary bliss beyond any galaxy has ever consisted of.
So don't be afraid to love me.
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