| Sentimental |
| In 1998 i released my first book entitled Sentimental. I dedicated it to all those who still believed in Love since i was fast losing faith in it myself. Why is it included here? Well, I think that the journey must begin at the true beginning, and Sentimental is the right place. |
| Eros |
| "Eros, or romantic love, will always be the flame that would accompany my late night sorties with the pen." Or so i wrote then... Now, I'm not so sure if I want to give him voice. I loved him and he burned me. Like a phoenix I intend to rise from the ashes, renewed...someday soon... |
| X The wind whispered things last night Melodies of forgotten songs, Your name like a chant... It bothered me no end As though beating against my mind Whirling in a drumbeat of confusing colors... The images of which I wish Would cease in one explosion-- And yet the memory of your kiss Has lingered upon my lips, And all the fire of repressed desire Crawls through my cells... Painfully, deliciously, Like the cold wind that whispers Things I'd rather not hear from it... But from you... |
| XVII I'll savor this feeling... I'll savor this wanting... I'll savor this pain... And know that I am alive! I'll steep myself in missing you... Thus to see you willl be like ecstasy... I'll savor the absence of you... Thus when you come into my presence, It'll be like a deliverance... Ah, to know your lips again! To know the touch of you... I shall wait. |
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| My day has finally come...I leave the ashes behind... June 7, 2004 |