i wish...

i wish the night, like this, never falls like the stars that never kiss the earth.i wish to always see the sun as it breaks the untouchable horizon.
for the brightness of the heating day, the touch of the cold north wind, and the eering sounds of polychromatic noise; i seem to neglect this condemnation that spreads through my blunt hormones.
i wish an immortality of paranoia between us like the shuttered and aging love letters of a romeo-and-juliet that out-casted time to surpass mortality.
and though your touch perturbs the sweetness of my every dream; and though your glance untrammeled this weary valentine----------------the feeling clamored and this overjoy steered away paradoxes.

Nostalgia is almost killing me.
i love you. sometimes you love me too.how could i not love the sight of those glacial almond eyes behind those breakable spectacles.
i love you. sometimes you love me too.how could i not love the voice that kept calling out my name in those early morning of departure.
i love you. sometimes you love me too.how could i not love rainy days---like this one--that i wish to held you in my arms as the sky behold those stars in her great palms, and kiss you again and again.
Nostalgia is almost killing me.
i love you. and i don't know if sometimes you love me too.this distance plays a melancholic song that sinks in every stria of my body---running in the speed of light---to struck my heart dead!
i love you. and i don't know if sometimes you love me too.this idea that someone else is also waiting for your arrival releases the cannonball that signals the downfall of this civilization.
i love you. and now, i really wonder if there was ever 'sometimes' that you have loved me too.those 'sometimes' that i felt i knew things about you that others can only dream of knowing;or those 'sometimes' that i had to walk the rotten alleys of Necropolises.
Nostalgia is almost killing me.
i love you. and if you would ever love me,love me now.
-121007:AM848-(for Nayrb)