Return of Romantic Artists

Love Country

Have you ever felt such a great desire to have something you so desperately wanted? Want something that is very difficult to achieve when it is located in front of the eyes? Like wanting to grab the sun and the moon and bring it into his grasp?

I feel that way too. This desire is so strong that sometimes I can't help but have it. Even he was very presumptuous because with courage he always came and inhabited my mind without permission. I tried repeatedly to banish him from my mind that was contaminated with this love virus. But why, the gaze of his eyes that like a stretch of ocean always managed to anesthetize me? Very deep and very wide! Even the fish are very comfortable emptying there.

His very sharp nose even rivaling the sharpness of the pointed bamboo used to repel the invaders was very very alluring to me.

Then what else is this? Oh God.. That beautiful indentation was engraved very clearly on her charming lips. Lips that are red as strawberry fruit that is ripe and ready to be devoured.

Sometimes I feel suspicious. Is this what we call an angel? If that is true, please, flap your wings and take me flying to a place called the land of love. A country where there are only two of us in it. The sky that shows red twilight, the vast expanse of the ocean, the towering mountains, the moon and the sun that comes and turns. Let it all be a silent witness between our love.

But what power, all that is just a delusion. Like a broken kite flying too far and hard to return.

I will learn not to impose my will. I was trying to fight all the demon rampages that were inside me that kept influencing me to have them forcibly. But it's never gonna happen. Because I know, the real definition of love is not to impose feelings that already exist. But until when do I have to endure this? I'm too tired. I am not a water that always flows quietly. Nor am I a fire that always burns with fire. I'm just an ordinary human being. It is too ordinary for a human. Nothing special about me. But let this man of many shortcomings sing a piece of song that represents all my feelings at this time. Justjust listen..

You're so perfect

At my eyes you are so beautiful

You made me want to worship you..

At every step

I'm thinking about you

I can't imagine my life without your love..

Don't you leave me

Will not be able to face all

Only with you I can

You are my blood..

You are my heart..

Complete myself

my dear you are so..

FLAWLESS..

Yeah, he's perfect for a human. Remember, for the size of a human being. The more perfect is the God who created it. Is this the most perfect sculpture of God? Oh, even everything in him is amazing. Her voice and her melodic laughter always pampered my ears, even the blinking of her beautiful eyes was always a face ornament. And you know what I like most about him? I love watching him drink. His jakun up and down accompanied by a sweat flowing on his temple always managed to make my eyes unable to blink. Although I could only see all of that from a distance, but still it was my favorite thing.

God, why is your creation so beautiful? I always failed to get away from him. The fact that he was too perfect always made my evil side say that I didn't deserve him. But when I had forgotten a little about her, why did she come to me that night with a red rose that spread a sweet, intoxicating fragrance?

Oh my.. So is this how it feels when a long-buried love begins to be avenged? In fact, this is much more beautiful than winning a lottery that awards one luxury home unit.

And you know what's more surprising than this? He came to my knees in front of me with a big smile and a box in which was a round object with a big hole in the middle. The object was white and very very beautiful with a shining white jewel ornament reflecting the moonlight. I can't say anymore, just a warm thing from my eyes began to plunge freely down my cheeks. And it came out more and more as he said something that instantly made my heart pump my blood faster.

“I'm not a perfect person. I am not a person to be proud of. But give me permission to just fill in and have your heart fully. I don't want to see what I'm supposed to have become someone else's. Give me that permission. And I will be the happiest man in the world. I would be happier than David Beckham, who is happy to have turned Victoria around. And I'm gonna make you a lot happier than Behati Prinsloo Adam's been editing. Let the moon, the stars, and the flowers of this garden be silent witnesses to my declaration of love for you. Let them be envious of being rivaled by you in beauty. And I want to ask you a question while offering you something. Will you be my companion and accompany me for all the time I have? To be my future and to be the mother of my children? Will you accept me to be your priest and our family leader later?” that voice..

Oh God.. I can't take it anymore. I could only nod my head and pull him to stand on equal footing with me. He smiled happily and displayed his neatly arranged row of white teeth. He wiped all my tears and pulled me into his arms. Warm. Very very warm. The smell of his body was very intoxicating and spoiled my sense of smell.

I was sobbing and dissolving in happiness. Can I have this perfect creature completely? I got into his charms and I wasn't sure I'd get back out. And there was one question that had managed to trouble me at this moment.

“Are you leaving me later?” the question just came out of my mouth. And I also resigned to the answer what he would give.

“It won't even if you ask” he said as he tightened his embrace.

It's been. That's enough. This happiness is so perfect and even so perfect.

Lord.. Thanks though. Thank you very much God.

It felt so amazing and even I felt that I no longer set foot on earth. I felt that I was flying with him through the sky for the sake of the sky to a place called the land of love. Where there are only two of us in it. We knit love with the threads of love we create. I hope that this happiness will remain eternal even if it never happens. Eternity is a trait that only God has.

And God.. I will strive to keep all these gifts of Yours. I'll look after him with a turbulent, friendly feeling. I want that heart, that loving look, and that smile that they have will remain mine forever. Yes, for good..

Finishes.