FT Chronicle

There I was sitting in a stone, only contended of watching her flicker in light.  I’m in awe because of her unparalleled elegance where every moment makes me need her more than o ever had. I never knew that the day I thought would never come will mark its date in the calendar. There’s a battle between my heart and my mind and my heart was declared the victor. I can’t believe that there will be a sequel to my solitary love story.

This love is like an indelible ink which stained in my heart as opposed to the ephemeral butterflies in my chest. Sometimes I find myself in reverie, insinuated to hold your hands and to feel your embrace. Now you know all of the things I have inside, all the songs that I have sung and all of the poems I have written.

I can’t believe that I can go along with you home every time the darkness bites. My nights were supposed to be starless nights without the moon with the good old man singing in tune of melancholy. But your radiant glow overtook the light any star can burn.

Your impeccable beauty is the fairest among them all. Your smile brightens my day and pacifies my worries and anxiety. Beatific you are, oh, blessed maiden. Heed to my song of the nightingales. Your infallible gestures exemplify the demure woman of all ages. Your ethereal charm never withers but never fails to enfeeble me, a thing I cannot elude.

Your fragrant scent rivals the spring’s flowers. Your sweet voice is like harmony from the birds. Your crystal eyes shine like pearl. You have that enchanting and provocative smile that revealed very beautiful teeth. You also have that fair face with seductive and attractive eyes. And your lips, oh, they are as tender as the budding flower. I see the dawn in the East with beauty endowed.

Every time you pass me by, heaven makes a beautiful view. I found ways of you quite irresistible which my heart grows fonder for. And there I was, singing at the top of my lungs saying all I have kept for years. All of these words flew from my mouth making myself be astonished for what I have done. Centuries I’ve been waiting for that right moment, and that moment finally came.

I once found her walking in the garden of Eden. She’s a delicate handiwork, an angel certainly! She’s on top of every splendor I see. Her smile is engaging; her face is serene. She seems to emanate an air of tranquility; she possesses an ethereal ambiance. She’s sculpted with grace, a masterpiece of the Golden Era. Whatever may come or whatever may happen, she will always be my divinity in my eternal Earth.