Letter 11 - The Enchament of the Chaos - fragments of a loving discourse

Letter 11

Hours of lost enchantment...
Cloudy Monday
The year gets ready for its endless and imminent departures...
Midnight, insatiable hungers investigate my unquiet soul...

I convoke your moderate fears, your studied attitudes, your reconstructed desires upon veiled truths, stained with the twilight which has haunted our lives.

I convoke your aslept love, and with it the latent desires and with fear of a bigger pain anointed y the power of delegating to our relationship a force able to nullify old pains and rancidities still present in our dusty shame...

I dare even without you to understand the path that together we denied, that together we helped to become an inconceivable big lie, even so, a truth that no one of us a single ever believed.

Exempt of all sorrow and resentment...
I wish to see you, and seeing you as a whole lending to the eyes a whole and shared view, able to make a dimension again of what we are when we are together and, if it is allowed, we can truly together be.

About my resentment I will no say anything else, but don´t ask me to silence the soul, the indomit spirit, the obstinated heart are what we call loyal allies, and being so, let me understand the nature of my love and the grandiosity of what I still believe.

We were given such a chance, as a last advice, as a prayer...As a treaty, let our differences aside, let them be our accomplkices in the ressurrection of this love and of what we have learned to share and to conceive.

I beg you for an armistice in the name of love and in its name I equally ask you to sign the peace treaty.

I want to die in your arms... to dry the tears of all the suffering from this long and tenebrous winter which has devastated our lives.

I wish to be your hope, a gift...A good advice...Grant me the recognition and permission...
Don´t be afraid...

Hold my hand, lead me...
I´m tired... let me rest in your arms...My journey has been long waiting for you, toward your encounter...

Find in me the comfort as well...
Drink of my thirst...

Satiate your hunger...
Share with me such hope and faith in simple acts...

Let me in your....What I can´t even be in myself...

Love needs to win and with it, our perfid battles of seduction and disappointment...

Open your ms to me...
Feel... I am rnning to you...

Pacify my heart because it is towards you that it runs...
Get to know my love...
For better days...
For the day we will meet...

A smiling kiss...

Gilbert Antonio