Saturday, December 11, 2010

one note ♪

"one note ♪"
From out the darkness a musical note sang, a single solitary note nothing more, a note of melancholy banging deep within me, I stared long as if the source of this low lonely note would appear here right before me but only that which i could hear appeared and nothing more, i had forgotten only to have the sadness swim in on this single thing, low and long, to float very fine along nature's lines for me to hear, gone are the days where i sought for this note to slide into obscurity and leave me be, to become nothing more but a bad memory but alas all I'm left with is this low lonely hum from out the darkness, everything i ever reached for stripped down to a single solitary note and nothing more.

Sunday, February 21, 2010


When I think about why I find I've realized you are more than my reason why; why I don't know but somehow its become something more than just right now slightly hidden within the moments of small seconds right in between the tiny slips of time where why has become all mine to find. Its love some would say but the day seems to have become much more than what is shown, all has become open all the doors and for this I know, its much more than just love, why I don't know but when I think about why I find I've realized you are more than just my reason why.
-Armando Torres

Monday, January 4, 2010

Just for that Kiss

"Just for that Kiss"
Its cold and my nose feels it, she grabs my hands with her warm ones and rubs them. I don't even realize it but she makes everything melt away and new again; she holds my hands cupped in hers up to her lips and blows into them, making them warm again, I forget again about the whole world again. I don't even see the snowflakes falling or the icy chill in our breaths, it all just exists to make this moment perfect. She wraps her arms around me and holds me tight and I can only just hug her like all the warmth of the world exists just between us. I can feel her warm breath on my neck as she brushes closer to me for a kiss on my cheek. She grabs my hand, one finger over the other and we turn to walk away from that moment, breaths still lingering in the air, intimate sweet nothings still on the edges of our lips and I turn to her one last time and kiss her just for the moment, just to exist for that kiss.
-Armando Torres