What becomes a gentleman

Tell me... What do you look for in a man?

The look, the money, or the cliche things that you usually say... "I want a man who is nice, understands me, accepting for the way I am, blah, blah, blah..."? Does that kind of perfect man still exist?

My friend once told me... that I cannot find a perfect gentleman because they are all gay. Well, I can pretty much say it's true. I meet this guy, he's cute and all that, in short he was the first perfect gentleman that I ever met. He's gorgeous inside out. He has everything that you look for in a man... Beside about him being gay, of course... :)

I love gay people... I do. No doubt about it... No wonder that they say gays are women best friend, well maybe after diamonds... =D

Now what do I look for in a man?

Ehm... Yeah... I look for those cliche thing that I probably won't find in a man. But, I'm not saying that I may go for men at once. Haha. Course not. But, I really want to have another relationship. Just start a new page with a new man. A man who surely deserve me... Yeah... someday...

I often wonder, when will he comes along. But, everytime I found someone who comes along, I runaway. Simple as that. What happen to me? I don't know... I kinda caught up in this thought about not making any certain relationship as lovers with your dear friend since it will ruin your relationship with him afterwards, unless you got married, of course... Well, but how should I know. I'm too scared to take a chance...

Been in few relationship that ends up without me knowing where is the one I used to love... :(

Angelic Caress

As I open my window calmly
in one sun-shining bright morning
There you stand as if you are covered by light
Shines bright but I cannot keep my eyes shut
I let your smile shoot me like a dart
Like an arrow that shoots right to my fragile heart
So safely and sound
Yet keep me gracefully step on the ground
All the smokes are gone
Clear sky now comes
No more all alone
since an angel give me some
At night the stars will shine
and the moon shall standing by so fine
For you and I divine
as a work of art that combine
Your angelic caresses I don’t want to part
Flawless and gentle no matter what

You're the sunwhose rays are all ablaze and bind...

In the Dark of the Night

So quiet in here…
In the dark of the night
All the stars hide behind the clouds
The moon seems scattered unbound
Somehow…
I hear you whisper
those sweet words…
Again…
Yet you’re not here
Not even in my dreams…
All the music of my heart
seems to fade away
Beat by beat
Rhyme by rhyme
All gone and blown away
Waiting for you to come…

Con Tu Amor

Cuando estas feliz
Yo tambien
Cuanto mas fantastica
Quiero soñar
El mundo por el amor
Escuchar de la musica
Dulce
El son es muy bueno
Es muy dulce
Como tu mas guapo
Es la misma estrella
Te quiero, mi amor
Ayudame
Abrazame muy fuerte
Con tu amor
Por siempre

All Kind Of Faces

All kind of faces
gather with mixed emotions
Blurry and just unclear
Words are left unspoken
Phrases are unsaid
Yet men can’t do the act
Most loving cares are lack
There found a brighter spot
Just one but like a candle
Shinning the light around the lot
Maybe it’s too much to handle
Your smile shoots my heart
With your only loving arrows
As my heart’s a target of dart
You got me in the right spot

Words

Your tirades
Tiring
Voluptuous
But I wanna love ‘em
Utmost
Your twaddle
Tickling
Though I get a li’l twitchy
Riotous
Rigid
But
its rip roaring…
Your rigmarole
numb me up
But don’t nullify the lee
Don’t quibble
You are gruff but not ignominious
You are futile but not disquieting
That’s why
I keep this camaraderie

Invisible Angel

An angel
An invisible angel
is standing
and looking over me
with his bright eyes
and his warm heart

Memory Of You

The dark night clouds
brings me to a memory of you
Fading
but yet left the blue
They won’t go away
They’ll stay
The chilly air
that strikes right through my spine
hit the memory of you
As I wish to be ended real soon
Left no path that won’t bring me back to you
Since I cannot bear the feeling of losing you

Dancing Butterflies

I see two butterflies
flying…
They seem like dancing…
It makes me thinking of you and me
and everything
we have in between
Dancing around the moonlight
Over the rainbow
Underneath the sun
Around the stars

Butterfly with the Broken Wings

Butterfly with the Broken Wings
Lying down in the dry grass
Tries to pull up and gather some strength left
Just to try to safe herself
from danger that might come at their best
Butterfly with the Broken Wings
Clapping the wings and she tries to swing
to a place where there’ll be come morning
Cherish all the upcoming grace life will bring
Butterfly with the Broken Wings
Hate the rain as it falls from the sky
The rain that won’t let her wings run dry
The rain that tore her wings when she flies
The rain that made her let her teardrops cry
Butterfly with the Broken Wings
Now breathe uneasy from time to time

Made me realize she caught me inside

White Roses on Lilies Island

The white roses in the white lilies island
are no longer beautiful
Perhaps it’s the hurricane came rushing in
The white roses in the white lilies island
are no longer standing
Perhaps it’s the rain knocked them down
The white roses in the white lilies island
are no longer there
Perhaps it’s the wind blown them away
The white roses in the white lilies island
are no longer shining
Perhaps it’s your love broken them into pieces
The white roses in the white lilies island
are no longer here

No longer alive

A Lesson Well Learned

I don’t really like it when people just talking behind my back. Not literally behind my back, but talking about me without saying it was they’re talking about.
I’ve made mistake, I know that, I don’t really have to hide it, at least to myself. Believe it or not, I think I’ve learned from my mistakes more than I used to. I still need people to tell me what did I do wrong, in case I didn’t realize it or if I think I didn’t do anything wrong. It’s totally okay, as long as they tell me with a little sense of respect. I need people to appreciate what I did, just respect my attempt and effort. At least I’ve tried my best. That’s why I hate it when people criticize me with no respect at all.
I put my all when I did this occasion, even my heart and soul, seem like my every little thing. All went great just fine, at least, cuz no one told me anything, and I felt I did nothing fatally wrong. Until the next day someone just talked about the mistakes they say I made. She knew that it was me because she watched the show, she talked about it in front of me and I can feel her resentment on me. At first I didn’t know that it was me she talked about, until my friend told me about the mistake I’ve made. I thank her for that but I hate the woman that talked about it behind my back.
I was totally broken down at that time, I was almost crying, but luckily I can go all the way throughout that day. Not as good as the day before, far from good, because I got no soul in it. But, hey, it’s over… I learned my lesson and didn’t do it again. No same mistakes, but I was too down to do better. So… another lesson to be learned…