VALENTINE SPECIAL: 'LETTER TO MY VALENTINE...'

DEAR VALENTINE,

                                I’m sitting right here in front of my desk staring the blue of the candle flame while my heart races, miles and miles unending. The smell of candle wax that has filled my desk environment is doing little in bringing me back to me. The plain white sheet of paper right in front of me seems to be staring mockingly at me as I try to put words together to describe this enigmatic feeling that has curled up, wrapped up and dragged me through this muddle of feelings that my heart finds calm and comfort in, but I find nothing. It’s like the expression of this feeling is written in some ancient Greek language of which I don’t understand, signs and symbols which are alien to me. It’s so close but I can’t see it, it’s on the tip of the tongue of my thoughts but it can’t be spat out. The slow rhythm of the wind causing the curtain of my window to dance can be heard and like the sound of the minstrel of Elisha I am inspired. The whiff of your cologne coming from the letters you wrote to me which lay on my desk, rapes the dark of my nostrils. Then like a movie that has just been played I sit back and a picture of you comes to me in 3D/HD. It’s the most beautiful movie anyone has ever seen and you are the star, my star. The huge mane of your silky, wavy hair blows here and there covering your face. Your slender fingers, beautifully tucks it behind your ears to reveal the features of your pretty face. Those medium size lashes, curved as though saying “hello” to the sky. Your shiny white almond shaped glassy eyes reflecting images of me as I stare into them, lost in them, like a little child in a big city. Your nose, open, breathing steadily the scent of the flowers I got for you. Your reddened lips, turgid, with a little scar on the left side which I call your star’s scar as there can’t be a star without a scar, can there? I wouldn’t be wrong to say the coca cola bottle is a model of you, the original model. Those thieves saw you and made the bottle to be just as you are. I’m short for words as that strange feeling comes all over me again. You are the only one who can do that to me. I always want to be around you, talk to you, be with you look in your eyes and see your heart through that glass. *Pause*. I always want to hear that sweet voice of yours tell me “I love you babe”. This thought is the sweetest and you are my sweet. I call you my ‘SUGAR’ and I’m blessed to have you in my life. I wrote this for you:

Hundreds of leaves, but one Tree,

Thousands of droplets, but one Sea,

Millions of people but one City,

Billions of sand grains, but one Land.

Lots of eagles are called a ‘Convocation’,

A pride of lions, together in one Location,

All the commons are in one Group,

And of all the girls in the world, I’ve got You.

When it rains and when the sun Shines,

When its day and when the moon Smiles,

Till I’m old even now in my Youth,

Always and forever, I would keep on LOVING YOU.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I LOVE YOU, SUGAR.

                                                                                        NADO.

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