Fiera
she's been named that
it means fire, in Spanish
I think.
She lost her virginity
at an age
where we were
all involved with dolls
and toys
not penises.
Now, Fiera only makes love
has sex with
fucks only
young men
young enough
to be called boys
She says
they are sensitive enough
to know
what she wants.
She wants men to cry
cry when they make love
have sex with
fucks her.
Fiera knows
only boys cry
men never
or will never
openly do so.
***
It was the mangoes
of her breasts
that lured him in.
Tangy and sweet,
that's what he thought it would be
so delectable.
The cinnamon scent
her skin gave off
was ambrosia.
No man could resist
and no man would
want to - resist
that is.
Her eyes were chocolate
deep and dark.
You can never tell what she's
thinking of.
Curtains cover
the windows to her soul.
Lips of red wine,
a mouth like a rose,
legs that felt like
soft, silk souffles
All they wanted to do
was to
eat her up.
30.7.07
27.6.07
Everything.
"Everything's conditional. You just can't always anticipate the conditions."
-- Son of Coma Guy, House, MD(Season 3)
25.6.07
What do you want?
Mister Linderman asked Nathan Petrelli if he wanted a life of happiness or a life of meaning. Nathan wanted both.
You can't have both.
To live a life of happiness you must live in the present - in the here and now. No obsessions and no thinking about either the past or the future.
A life of meaning requires you to think all the time, to contemplate on previous actions and transgressions. To regret and to plot. To know pain and sorrow.
What do you want?
17.6.07
Random poetry
I want to write love on your skin.
I want to cover your body
with words the way
clothes do.
I want to write
poetries on your belly,
trace the letter Y
in script
around your belly button.
I want to stain your legs
with indigo ink,
forming words that profess
my feelings.
I want your body to carry
the story of how we met-
the awkward silences,
the lovestruck stares,
the laughter
and the resignation
in realizing
we're stuck with each other
and it isn't all that bad.
I want to look at your fingers,
toes and knees
and know
just how much I love you.
6.5.07
Minsan
Minsan di ko na alam kung kaya ko pa eh. Dapat kayanin ko, wala akong choice.
I'm tired, to tell you the truth. I find myself bursting into tears for the most mundane reason. Parang ang hirap hirap matawa ngayon. You try to see the positive in something pero parang wala eh. Meaningless yung positive kasi alam mong justification lang yun sa shitty situation that you're in.
One day at a time daw dapat. Puede bang mag half day dun? O kaya VL or SL.