To My Sweetest Downfall.

"A lover, when he is admitted to cards, ought to be solemnly silent, and observe the motions of his mistress. He must laugh when she laughs, sigh when she sighs. In short, he should be the shadow of her mind."

-Henry Fielding-

1707-1754, British Novelist, Dramatist

**Note; This is NOT directed to anyone & it is in the perspective of a man**

Dear _______ ,

What happened to you? What happened to the light in your eyes? That glimmer of sunshine that luminated my night and day? What happened to the smile that warmed my heart with joy. To the snicker that assured me that you were human? The incessant beats to your heart that was my favorite lullaby?...the song that kept me alive? To your touch that once upon my skin tricked trails of goosebumps to flow all over my body, inflecting chills down my spine, and creating involuntary yet lovely contractions of my muscles?

Oh what happened to that angelic voice that once released into thin air immediatly began to hypnotize me, giving me the sense of inferiority to your presence? To the taste so sweet and addictive that as like my breathe, took all my worries and problems away, securing me withing your lips?? To your tears that sank into my flesh, flowed through my vain, attacking me like a virus and causing me to be sick??!! And that smell? Damn that sweet delicious scent that was my drug, my crack, taking me on trips unknown to man?!?!?!

Where did it all go? Vanish like the release of hot air into a cold february atmosphere? Like the privaling winds on a breezy autum day?...gone like innocence of a child once it witness the wrath of war...dissappeared like a bright morning turned into skys of gray?

...this cant be!!! IT CANNOT BE!!!! Why?? Please, why did you leave youself?? How could you let a present, a precious gift, such a blessing go so quickly!! You had it all. You were my all. I gave my life for you. Equiped with everything any women would want within her entity and...you didnt even know. You have left yourself alone...and cold. Thinking it was for the better...yet you can't even recognize yourself in the mirror. So after all of what you've done, all that we had been through...all of what you had...tell me now, was it worth it??

...to be alone?


...to have no one to hold?



...to face manslaughter of my mind, body and soul?

Yours truly,

Clam

Him&i; master of lies

"Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea."
- Henry Fielding-

him&i

were like birds to the sky

he'd fly while i'd provide

oh how we complimeted each other

that night...

him&i

were like what's to why's

i asked while he repied

oh how we completed out thoughts

that night..

him&i

are like tears to the eyes

i cry while he lies

oh how we contradict ourselves

tonight.

yet...

him&i

are like water and fire

we steam while we ignite

oh how we lie to each other

...all night ;)

Yours Truly,

Clam

Sip me; your sweet hennessy.

"Love at the lips was touch, as sweet as I could bear;

And once that seemed too much; I lived on air."
- Robert Lee Frost-

I wanna be lost in you,

never to be found.

swimming through your vessels,

quit and unannounced.

singing near your ear,

release of sweet melodies.

fighting with your lips,
trapped within your custody.

merging into your thoughts,

being your fantasy.

laying side your heart,

...my perfect ecstasy.

Yours truly,

Clam

Her child.

"...and when the sun rises she watches over me"

-Daykeeper by Foreign Exchange-

The sound of birds
early in the morn'
The beauty of a rose
surounded by it's thorn

The smell of the day
with its cool earthly breeze
The sight of a landscape
with divine leaves of green

The mystery of the ocean
and the creatures it holds
The knowledge of a prey
and the secrets it knows

The unpredictable life
and all the roads it unfolds
The cleverness of mother nature

....guiding us as we go

Yours Truly,

Clam

Lesson learned.

"Friendship is one mind in two bodies."
- Mencius -

Everyone has their own definition of what true friendship is. For some, it's just as simple becoming a best friend as it is to become an enemy. Not that these people dont value or understand the concept of true friendships; they just seem to grash the idea of human behavior and how one can change instantaneuosly like from being faithful to caniving and even selfish. But for the other population, including I, its a great pleasure and honor to aquire such a gift.

Sharing this bond,true friendship, is one of the beautiful wonders of the earth better yet life. When true friendship so pure is born, its hard to kill because as like a child, one cannot take away a life. So it gets tested with different situations and circumstances. With the completion of each stage, this bond gets stronger and becomes more meaningful.

It becomes deadly when two or more people share a bond of "true" friendship from a different group. In otherwords, each person views the bond in different forms. One might see obsticales as an opportunity to become stronger, while the other might view it revealing a persons true colors. Both visions are different because one views the situation as a positive while the other is more negative and expects the worst. A friendship like such is not refered to as "true". That is because "true" is in accord with reality and is always fact. Being "true" means it's the same all around, no matter what. If two people or more view a friendship differently, it isn't true.

The mind is a powerful organ in which can cause illusions. From now and then we fall trap to them and believe fantasy, losing interest in reality. In this case,when true friendship is fantasy; we tend to see something that isn't there. I ,myself, have fell trap to such illusion countless times and i can honestly say i think im in one rigth now. Theres no way to fully avoid all this reoccuring events. Many are blessed with finding this gift at first or even second try. But for me and many others, with each jorney and failed friendships, we continiously learn and our effort isn't always wasted. I might find true friendship and i might not but for now, i guess ill live in the moment, thriving for fantasy...

Yours truly,

Clam