It was midnight and the gates of the kingdom were left to disregard. No protection, no weapons, not a single soul to provide a watch. A moment of weakness, a moment of love gave a chance to the revolution. The revolution was well organized, quick and very clever. Slowly but surely their infiltration was a success. Little by little they took control of the council, the embassy, even the family of the king. The king didn’t notice until it was too late. A kingdom that no longer belongs to its ruler. A kingdom now in the hand of the revolution.
Far away in time, a thought was born in my mind “Let’s imprison my deepest feelings until my dream is realized”. Sometimes I wonder if that was the right choice or, just the least painful one. My family is happy, and my kingdom is immersed in bliss. I care for my people and they care for me. One day I decide to respond to a letter by a dear friend of mine. I respond with a date and a time to meet. The reply took no longer than two days. I await our meeting for I believe it may be great for us all.
The revolution elevates the taxes, reduces the resources and even enforces slavery. The kingdom falls with no one to claim it like it’s nothing at all. Everyone consumed by anger and fear. A civil war rises to leave destruction and further pain. The cycle of everlasting suffering has begun. The former king is nowhere to be found.
I rush to the venue hoping to be the first one there. I’ve missed my friend. We meet and I become dumbfounded. Words become entangled and my thoughts are in shambles. No painting could ever portray the beauty of this moment.It’s like the goodness of creation came up with the most perfect design. We proceed to grab a coffee and talk for hours. I don’t know what it is, the smile, the eyes and everything you are places me in a trance. Where time is non-existent yet, every second gets engraved in the canvas of my soul. I don’t know what I should do or, how I should feel. Is it ok to just for once let my heart loose? I want to try and go for it. Maybe it’s not so bad.
The revolution grows, anguish rises, and pain consumes the streets. No more balance, no more going back. The kingdom may be lost forever. Enticed in a curse the kingdom moves closer to complete doom. In the distance rises a fog so denser than darkness itself. The fog moves closer by the day. Everyone who’s gone to investigate has disappeared with no trace. They say once you go in, you get lost in the oblivion of time. Maybe you’re lost to your desires or they get lost in you.
At the dawn of the sun, we walk around town following only ourselves as we talk. The stars and the moon shine on our skins and provide us a clear path. I can’t believe how beautifully sinful your eyes look in the darkness of the night. Maybe the moons and the stars have conspired against me. Today I just want to succumb to the power of your lips. I want our now to be eternal and our today to become our tomorrow. Make you my one for all eternity. I want to be caressed by your words and enlightened by your smile. I look directly at the door of your soul and…
Everyone continues to forget and get lost in the streets of the kingdom. Nowhere to go, everyone in a meaningless trance. The streets reek of misery, people portray desperation and hope is nowhere to be found. The council has fled, and the family of the kind is no longer alive. Slowly the kingdom starts to despise its lost king.
As our lips come closer, my heart skips a beat and, I feel my life being sucked by your enticing soul. Are you a sorcerer? Are you a witch? Are you an angel? Just, how can you have me in your hands like this? I’d give you my world. I’d give you my life.
Fires rage in the kingdom and oblivion is near. Absolute chaos encompasses the once lovely fields of the towns, an absence of life wanders the once colorful museums, agony is trapped in the church and no prayer is heard. Darkness is now the natural state of this place. No one knows where the horizon starts or when the skies are clear.
Alone, at last, my mind wanders in complete owe. An agent of chaos may have come into my life. A lover I want but, I may not need. Who are you and why are you here? I’m confused in and in total disarray. A loss of word I can’t comprehend. I never thought love could feel this good. I might become afraid to lose this and throw it all away for you. I want to run away but, I can’t. In 2 days, I’ll meet you again. I write a letter to let you know where:
“My dear:
I hope this letter finds you well. I can’t stop thinking about you. You are like the forbidden apple I can’t deny. I’ll take a gamble and man the charge for a chance with you. A starry night to never forget is the one I want to share with you. The sand in an hourglass never stops if we keep turning it before the last grain hits the ground. I’m willing to flip the hourglass for an eternity with you. An eternal utopian paradise filled with our dreams and desires.
A state we can forever be one. I’ll meet you at midnight near the palace gates.
The gates shall be open for you and no one will be around. Make your way to the garden fountains where I’ll have a surprise for you.
Love you.”
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