To my dearest,
‘Good morning starshine, the earth says hello’
That’s what the new day’s sun sang to me this morning..
I almost fell back asleep from the sweet sound of her voice..
Rays of her sunlight snuck through the curtains, and I welcomed them in with the faintest smile on my face, and I thought to myself ‘oh how much I’d love for this moment to last forever’.
So fresh out of a loving dream, I try to grasp imageries of it and enough of them to make a movie..
There was an oak tree.. butterflies and the neighbourhood’s kids
They were from my childhood’s old house.. where the oak tree was and where the butterflies were dancing too
She was a movie to me, that memory.. she was my happiest memory, and she vowed to never leave me.. her souvenirs bit into my skin and dug their teeth into my body and they made themselves at home and nested there.. I could never survive the pain of grieving her, and I guess she knew that so she promised to never leave me.. and right there, I experienced love for the very first time, and it was home.. and wanting and peace.. and all my shades of rainbow came together in those days, and I became rain.. I always thought of her as a part of ‘my fireplace’.. and she was where I belonged..
how much I belonged,
To those flaming memoirs. I fed them logs and lit a match.. and they ignited like there wasn’t anything that could stop them in the whole universe. They grew and shone like a fiery beacon, burning the remnants of yesterday’s sharp thorns that cut through me last night without mercy.. and the pain turned to smoke and was gone with the wind by the time the clock struck midnight, and the way I hurt before, didn’t matter anymore..
I cried out of joy, and so did my heart, and my eyes too stayed faithful to the happiness and poured.. freedom was my favourite cup of tea and I was resonantly eager for it.. I felt the safety of that cup in my hands, and I was clutching on it so tightly and so sentiently as if it had the last drops of the elixir of life left on this earth, I held it to my chest.. and I took a sip and let the warmth spread through my body like wildfire, and I became a shooting star..
Not knowing where I was headed, but the sky was familiar enough for me to call it home.. at night I could see the stars, and the spirits living in them, and they had plans for me, the heavens said that to me when I was a child and even when I grew up, I was still a child, so time was never able to steal that memory away..
In that moment I realized, I would never be able to doubt the heavens again, ’cause if seeing is believing then I’ve seen, and I’ve felt and I’ve heard and I’ve tasted to the point of intoxication, and there was no turning back for me, I was an addict..
The spirits.. I call them my angels now, ’cause it has such a beautiful ring to it.. it sounds joyous and happy, and they were too beautiful to be called anything less..
They gave me everything.. they gave me their wishes and promises, and I promised them that I’ll make their wishes come true.. these dreams we had together, they were waiting for us, and I was willing to conjure up the power to incarnate them, I guess I am that willing to try..
Today the earth said hello.. the butterflies danced, and the oak tree and the kids showed me what I’m meant to be, and they told me that they’ll always be there to remind me, each time I forgot..
Life tasted pretty again.. and my soul was overrun by her nectar, she, was lust for life.. I fell for her like a fool in the face of love for the very first time. She took me in and told me that she had loved me for lifetimes before, and that I might not remember everything, but she always did.. and I saw the light reflecting in her eyes, and I fell victim to her sweet words and I knew, she was either going to be the death of me, or the wildest thing, and I gave in..
I kissed her, and my heartbeats fastened and I didn’t want to pull away..
She and I melted into each other, she was limitless, infinite and endless.. and I wanted to live forever..
Oh, how I fell, like a fool.. this time I couldn’t feel anything but the flames and I cared a ton about making them last, ’cause fuck, I was ringing with a life that was deadly and she made me forget about that last part, the way lust cradles a person is something that can truly save a life.. and it saved mine..
The sun’s morning whisper stretched through time and space..
And today it all made sense,
Destiny wasn’t such a distant idea anymore, it was a story I was living..
yours truly,
shrine
“Leslie Burke is right. Mind like yours wide open, you could create a whole new world”
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