Those eyes

     "What should a girl do to earn your heart?" A friend asked long ago while we were at college's cafe.

     I get frozen, I had no answer, so I didn't answer; but now, after a while, I think I got the answer…

     It's so funny because I got the answer yesterday, for real and I wasn't expecting that answer… and I not sure if I'll be able to write it properly either way, still I'll try.

     As everyday I was checking people's work, what they wrote, wondering what they felt when they typed. Some of them are happy, others are funny ones, bitter ones too. I prefer the bittersweet ones, that's my style. I use to call it "Coffeetry" style; I know, it's a bad name, still, it has its meaning.

     I answered some comments, I give some advices, yeah, wise me to give advices, always the same (there's always a tomorrow) well, not exactly the same but still I try to help. Why? I really don't know, let's just say that I prefer smiles around. Well, I kept reading and then… the world just stopped… I tried to ignore them, I nearly passed to next story but...

     "What a beautiful pair of beautiful eyes" I thought delighted (yes, I thought that precise line). In front of me I had the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life, and believe me, I've seen beautiful eyes, but I think that it was the first I get captivated like that. This never happened me before…

      And I ended there for I don't how many time, charmed by those sad eyes... they made me nearly cry, damn, I have to tell the truth… I cried… just watching at those beautiful sad eyes was enough to make my tears to... escape… and I cried after 14 or 15 years… "How could someone dare to make her cry?" I thought and at the same time I got that I was, that I am really lucky to have met such a precious eyes.

      Now all of you got it, right? That I had BIG crush on those eyes, just like that. Yet, I had no chances there, she's in Slytherin, she's the top of Slytherin and I'm just a Muggle, for real, it is like that and nothing can be done, but I'm still happy to have known those beautiful eyes, I'm happy while writing this and I know I won't that happy after she reads me. But it's a funny story to tell.

     This never happened before. I mean, when I saw her eyes, like tween oceans of sweet tears, they just trapped me, they reached my soul and I just get that I wanted to help her, that I wanted to save those precious tears… but I know they fell, nothing could stop their fall and I fell with them too...

     And I wonder: oh, sweet magician, what kind of spell did you cast on me? How did you do to make me fall? Was your plan to stole everyone heart in Instagram with that picture? Because you did it... I just fell like Lucifer did, I just fell happily to this sweet hell where everything seems to adore you… is this even hell? It is so wonderful that I'm not so sure… and I'm sure that I'm not the only one around.

     And this leads to the answer: "What should a girl have to do to earn my heart?" She needs to be in Slytherin and needs to be the owner of those ocean eyes, of those eyes, precious eyes that if I could, I'll do everything in my hand to take care of, to save those precious heavenly tears forever… But as I said: she's Slytherin and I'm just a simple Muggle. It simply can't be.

Night's Daughter

Daughter of the night,

Dressed with stars and moonlight,

Come with me tonight,

Let's walk and talk.

I don't ask for your love…

That's a lie, I want it,

But tonight let's just talk,

Please, stop… I said I wished to talk,

Please stop, cause if you don't,

I won't.

Daughter of the night,

Why are you leaving? Stay in bed,

You'll be safe here,

You'll find a home here…

But you can leave, you're free to go,

Still, you can stay,

If your heart wish to.

Why are you leaving your heart?

Wait! Are you leaving?

Stay! If you leave your heart then stay!

Daughter of the night!, you don't have run anymore!

*He sighed and sadly smiled*

Too late for me, you're gone...

Ego

So today I exalt ego,

The source of all evil,

All what we are,

The source of our genius,

Our madness and our love.

Ego we are, Ego were and will,

Cause we live to be admired,

That's what our selfish heart,

Has always desired.

Fame and glory we want,

As Aquiles and Alexander,

Each one of us a proud ant,

So small, 

but divine after all.

So today I exalt ego,

Also the source of all not evil,

What guided us to the moon

And will make us gods soon.

Mind v Heart

Her first kisses were intoxicating,

Her soft skin burned under my touch,

Then her mouth tried to devour my lips

And her hands…

Let's just say that they reminded me,

 Something nearly forgotten.

But there's something wrong,

I shouldn't be here,

My heart is saying that this is not right,

And now, I'm feeling guilty...

But why?!

I'm free to fly!

Me?! You hear me?! Let's just fly!

But no, my heart doesn't want to fly again,

Cause it feels like it's a mistake…

So the heart decided to leave,

To stop right here and avoid the mistake,

So I'm gonna leave now…

Dammit, what was I thinking when I get to this point…

I should leave now-

She's back from the bathroom…

Huh...

I think I won't leave until sunrise...

If I'll ever leave.

Her Lips

I can remember the kid,

So scared of the first kiss,

Confused and excited;

I can remember the young man,

He learned,

He stole the kiss, many of them;

I can remember them,

As it was yesterday

And now it feels like time is running out;

Still, when I kiss…

Time is vanished.

That's why I get lost some nights

And write from others bed,

Longing at least,

To get trapped there, forever, in a kiss.

But as always it won't happen, 

Not tonight, not ever,

Heart has flied, theirs are never here, 

We just enjoy,

Home awaits

And a poem needs to be shared.

It's so cold again and it's not the weather… 

or maybe it is, who knows…

Maybe I just long for your unknown lips.

Girls are Wiser

Girls are Wiser

—Baby, if you love like this… you should be there, with her —she said, recovering her breath.

—What? —He asked, confused, landing in the bed by her side, recovering from the Olympic effort.

—You… haha… you should be with the girl you love, not here, bad boy —she said, getting comfortable between his arms.

—Maybe… not your business, is it? —he replied.

—Maybe… huhu, I'm just intrigued since you called me by her name —she whispered, smiled and kissed him again—. Does she have a boyfriend or are you a cheater?

—No… and no, it's just too complicated —he sighed.

—If you won't go with her… someone else will... —she said, climbing on top of him.

—I know… —he answered after she was up there.

Something interrupted them; it was her phone.

—My boyfriend is coming —she said, so happy.

—Then... it's time for me to leave —he said, as calmly as having her like that allowed him.

—You can stay... if you wish —she offered, enjoying his lustful gaze and his touch, with her hands in his chest.

—No... I don't want to meet him… —he managed to add, but he didn't try to leave.

—Hahaha… there won't be any trouble, but, as you wish, baby —she said after give him a kiss—. Call me later if you need something… —she whispered, then she freed him and both started looking for their clothes— and you need to talk with her.

—Huh?

—You know, that thing you feel inside for her… it's hers, so give her what is hers, besides, if I were not me, you were outside right now…

—Her name?

—Hell yeah! Girls just don't like to be called by others name. That’s something you definitely never do.

—... —he couldn't say anything else. The name had just escaped from his lips, due to his soul, who claimed for the name's owner.

—C'mon, don't think too much about it, okay?

—Okay.

She approached him.

—You know, when you two will be together, maybe we all can have fun —she said and kissed him in his cheek—. It'll be funny, don't you think?

He smiled, he knew the girl he loved, would never accept so, he knew no girl around will accept that.

—We'll see…

He sighed again, got dressed and then left.

He just needed a coffee and a coffee he took.

Then, when the cup was empty, he reminded the words his lover told him, smiled and then he accepted that it was him, who was complicating things. That girl was right, he needed to talk with his crush and move on, or get attached. He needed to give her what was hers.

Girls were wiser.

Girls are wiser.

The Fool

The man knew his future and was ready to deal with it, he had a plan. But at a certain moment, he met light and he started to think that maybe his future could be different. What a beautiful lie he created. It was his future, it couldn't change.

The man met happiness and that was his light, that was the treasure he found and he adored his treasure. He nearly sold his soul for that light, his light was everything to him, but the man had his future and it was just a matter of time for fate to reach him.

At the beginning of the end, he thought it was a nightmare, a bad dream he will be woken up from sooner or later, but it was not a dream, in fact, it was his future which finally had came to say hi. The man cried when he understood, but it was late, there was nothing else to do. He had lost his light.

The man walked away from the light of his sun, which never was his and He returned to the night to find peace, to hide the memories of what could be, the memories of what meant everything to him. He put those memories, those he couldn't delete in a box where no one but him could find it ever.

Then, after a long a painful farewell, He left and submerged into the deepest of the darkness, where he had come from, to seek for a god to make a deal with.

He exchanged his soul for immortality, so maybe, in a distant future: He could find a treasure as beautiful as the one he had lost forever… 

What a beautiful lie he told himself again.

The man had his future and he knew it.