I never usually 33

As sunset fell and evening came

he had invited her to dinner and nothing would ever be the same

finding his heart through the sillhouette of the night

he made her dinner , and put chosen flowers and candle light

under a heaven of garden trees, over turkish yard of romantic history

... he placed dantelle interlaced with intensity of meaning

he was ready to say a lot of things

he was ready to become a new person

he didnt even know what he could do when she was near

but he wanted her here

Trying to make out how lovers really do work and the beauty of simplicity, thought and time intertwining with the magic of evidence and love, I wondered about their agonies but their kindness at the same time, I searched for the invitation to come - to their world, for this dinner party was precious and viscious with romance -

I ask god to help me and save me from myself

for i could become the third party in this festivity, yet I know I don't want that

I want to be invited to somewhere else, by someone else

amidst my loves and pains, new changes and inner weaknessess

I dont want to dull for a my own dinner party

I dont want to rust or dust

I want to create my own passions and fantasies

uknown ..even to myself