Saturday, July 14, 2012

Deep withing the forest

 One forest and only two souls. It's the middle of the forest, and all they got is a hollow. The storm is approaching and soon takes over the nature. Wind howling, leafs rustling ... trees cracking. A warm pleasing feeling surrounds them. 
They're not scared, but rather curious. They've been waiting for this, a perfect storm .. in a perfect place. There they are, holding hands and turning round and round. It's like the nature feels they're not scared and tries its best. But the more nature tries, the happier they are. They feel compelled to seize the moment, for it's not everyday that they experience it. One moment, one place, two souls and the bond between them. 
It started to rain, it rains over them, cleaning them off of all their sadness, their boredom ...their complexity. For now, they've become simple and happy.


Happiness. Sadly it comes not easy for those alike them. But once they've found it, nothing is the same. That big fucked up world seems a bit less messed up for a moment; they're less messed up for a moment.


They enter the hollow of a tree. The space is so small, their bodies seem to bind. Their souls become one; feelings become one's and one's only. Skin touching, hands locked in , one onto another; their lips bind and their tongues melt like liquid metal.One shall remember such moment and treasure its deep meaning.


Love,Just.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Mirrors.


He sees himself but refuses to believe. "That's not me. It can't be, can it?"
Each time he takes a look at it, the image changes. It's like a slide show set on 'fast'. His appearance shifts so  fast, his mind can't keep up. The boy's thoughts begin to wander around the great green plains. There are times when his thoughts get lost in time and space, in mind and heart ... until they fade away. They fade away only so others can take place. "Ignorance is bliss" 


Out of a sudden he's back in the room and once again, he gets back to reality. Boredom and simplicity encircle him ... just like the morning fog surrounds the trees on a lakeside.




Love,Just.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

When the clocks stop ticking.

The sun is rising over the dusty buildings of the city,light beams rushing to get through the white clouds and touch the cold streets of concrete.It's morning and she's still there beside him,softly breathing over his neck.And every breath that hits him is better than the other,and every breath awakens another part of him.Her skin is soft and tender..and every little inch of it desires to be touched.Or be it him the one with the desire?If so the case,then why,would be the question.

He can't do it,he can't risk to wake her up and lose such an image.The moment must be seized,the feeling engraved into his mind and the picture! Oh the picture must be carved on his retina.Once,and only once that deed is done,the desire can be satisfied.

As she wakes up,her astonishing eyes meet his and the time stops for a moment.The clocks don't tick no more,'cause for a while,there's the two of them...and the two of them only.

*Will be continued*
Love,Just.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

 There's so much light out of a sudden that he's starting to look for the shadows.He feels like something just ain't right.How'd he get to have all this on such short notice.The cold wind blows into his face,it's like every snowflake that hits his face is trying to get him back to reality,to wake him up.But a snowflake is just a snowflake,it's not the size but rather the essence.

Monday, January 23, 2012

New beginings

 New chapter,new page..everything is fresh and innocent.The wind blew away all that mist that was surrounding him,he's starting to breath again.As rays of light softly touch the surroundings the shadows pull away,back into the dark corners they came from.He's well aware the shadows might return at any time,they always do...but hoping never hurts!
 New can be bad,good or both at the same time and that's the beauty of it.You never know for sure,but taking a chance makes life interesting,some would say.So there he is,risking again,taking another chance.He'll never stop trying,never gonna give up.With every fall there comes the rising!

I haven't posted in a while...kinda had a bad time,lack of inspiration,or just too much to write so I choose not to write at all.I'm back for now.
Love,Just.