If loneliness I would want, to the sea or mountain I would go, but my heart seeks your company. If quietness and silence I would be looking for, I would not be biting my lips with pain and desperation trying to charm you with my words.

It is not loneliness or quietness, it is only your bewitching love I seek. Serenity nor tranquility I desire, I want to be tangled up intensely with you. Toy with me if you so desire, but do not treat me like a child.

Take away all my sorrows, inject me with joy, give me a motive to keep wanting not to be quietly aspiring. Do with me as you desire and leave me free only to come find you once more. I shall overcome every obstacle searching for victory and a drop of your gratitude.

If ever you find yourself crying, let me be the handkerchief that dries your tears. Some wounds would consume us from inside out, but I just bleed in pain while you are not here. To make a sound I try not, I fear you will awaken, all this agony I feel while knowing my words will not reach your ears.

Listen while you sleep my Dulcinea, It is I your champion trying to persevere. The world would rather not listen, while I want to shout out loud all my feelings.

Sleep and dream my goddess and queen, you might have a dream of us making love right here. It was not a dream my darling, an illusion perhaps, the voice of your Quixote, the one that says “hi” every morning while you walk by pretending not to be noticed.

Yours truly,
Franklin Peña
2011-03-30 @ 11:27