THE MORNING BEHIND

I know what you have going through, and I understand very well all the visions in your heart and mind; all the the wishful thinking, I believe, we both have. I dream the same dream like yours. But I guess, that is the only best place where our hearts and minds could ever meet peacefully without anyone to hinder us with our great fantasies.

Each time I realize the truth behind us, the bruises starts to pique my sanity. But I always find my way coming back with you there. I think of you a whole lot. I say this, in case you do not know. But my heart could sense very clearly that only your uncertainties are the ones stopping you from listening to what my heart whispers. Now, tell this to yourself...I, am with you!

We may never be together in this world we live; you and I, no matter how we try both know the reason why we cannot. Not because I am what I am now or what you are and what you will be. But because, no man could ever live with his fantasies forever. It is just hard to fall in love with dreams and wishes. Yet, that is the only best secret place we could meet...to touch you, to hold you, to hug you, and...to love you!

There is a purpose to all these; why we had to like us this way; why I had to meet you that way; and, why I have to go away.

You are just doing so fine now. Go on, and leave me here. I can take care of myself. Run! Move-on to your life's journey. There, you will see me again at the end of the road. Your princess will meet you someday somehow in time. She may not be like me...but, when her heart starts to whisper...that is then the time you meet me again. That very thing our sparkling hearts feels for now, shall be the same with your sparkling moments with her someday. And when the time comes, you will just smile and remember all the wonderful sparkling moments we shared whether near or far. The memories will echo in your mind reminding not much of me...but, to what my heart really tries to whisper with you each day.

Now you know what you really are to me...so, it is time for me to go. Just remember this, it is not in the long span of time that two people stays together to measure each others hearts...it is in the quality of time how you share your special moments together even for a short while to make two hearts beat as one.

The sun is now rising. Wake up! ... It is morning. Unhold my hands behind you; let these hearts start anew. Allow this moment for us to remind...that this is just The Morning Behind.

Till our hearts meet again...goodbye!

The Morning Behind (Enhanced)

In every woman's heart, there is always a secret room where she files all her deepest truth suppressed by time and age. The beauty within speaks so softly of her warm affection and sincerity brought forth by such aches and frustrations; yet, true happiness and joy lies within.

This envious world had inflicted so many hearts, left with such unsolved mysteries of one's soul. True love had been overtaken by fear caused by false judgment, prejudice, and of lack. Ignored by the one she truly loves, her heart would turn vengeful that cripples such walk in a period of time. Silent tears within shouts in the highest peak telling the whole world what would she become from the bruises and pains it caused her. Then she keeps coming back to her best secret place called "my sanctuary." There, she feels complete, so loved, so secured, full of beauty and radiance she'd ever desire. Love begets love; so that only love could heal her wounded soul. Listen! For my heart speaks longing to be genuinely heard. Wipe its tears as she demands, begging for gentleness and comfort in words, deeds, and in truth. Sadly, this world is too sick to comprehend a simple sincere request. She begins to dress herself so loud offending every wicked individual arousing their flesh leaving them in thirst with such discontent. Playing the name of the game, "Starve for Love." For you only gave me a taste of honey but never fed me in full; a glass of tears instead of living water; torn my soul into choice cuts from such scheme brought about with a never ending selfish wants. Until one moment, she learns to create a man of her own inside her deepest thoughts. A man of her dreams that only exist in the world only she can enter. World full of love and security she ever needed. A world she calls her own paradise.

Every woman's heart and soul has a place to live where she is called goddess. She does not rule there, for she has her own king in it to be served, respected, and truly loved. This is a paradise where men had been longing for; to be given reverence and lordship from us. Yet, not even few had come to reach this place. Because many of them are too weak to defeat their own demons, so that they have been overtaken by pride, captured by the deceits of fortune, fame, and lusts. Only love with a golden heart of one man can enter her paradise in time. Let the shining sword of wisdom, shield of faithfulness, breastplate of truth, and helmet of security bounded with the armor of genuine love be worn once more like a brave ancient man who could beat a dragon on their way to get to a place called "The Goddess Paradise" where women had been cleansed from the fruit Eve ate in the Garden of Eden in the beginning of time. But then again, this sick physical world had killed many of them. Few good men are now in lesser numbers. That is why few good women live, because most of our heart and souls are in the goddess paradise where she can only enter.