Starlit Ocean
"You will be my grave."
For the girl who is loved by the heavens
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At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
"The Birth of Venus"
August 5, 2024
To my dearest Fiona,
Happiest birthday to the one I treasure the most. There have been thousands of words I ought to say to you and yet I couldn't say it directly, so I hope you'd find meaning in this letter once again for the hundredth time. This will be another year where you'll find whatever you want to look for. Whatever you're thinking right now, whatever you're urging, or whatever you're hoping for, I wish that it finds you. My bare hands wish to hold you everyday for as far I could remember. And I know that those palms of yours had been through many fates and sorrows already and how I wish to tell you that for the very best, you have done your part. The skies you've been with and the moon you've walked with had stayed for 15 years on your warm soul the nights have been yearning.As the birth of Venus comes, the shore welcomed its bare feet. Venus was born from the sea foam and carried to shore on a giant shell. It was the arrival of beauty and love into this world. But in those mythologies, my heart retells it in the month of August. In that day, there would be a little girl who'd spread more than love itself throughout everything she sees. She was no Goddess, but she was—in my eyes. The shore she resides welcomed her with loving arms. That little girl believed that everything is indeed deep and how everything is more than heavy. Years will past and a woman will be taking her place. She will touch the heavens above the stars and be the constellation of hope and loving kindness. I would like to witness it happen. I am also a girl who'd love to see her shine.Fiona, do you even know how much you remind me of certain things that you aren't aware of? You remind me of the feeling of warmth of the sun in December. I wish I could be blinded by you more often. I want to be "The man who reaches the sun" between your eyes. Even if Icarus died during that day, I would die the same but instead of death, I'd like to drown with all of your love as if I have already touched the sun.Any literary works would be beautiful once it would circle around you. I'd love to write about you again. And finally, as my words are coming to an end, I want you to know that I'm certain that I love you and I want to love you more. May you come back and read this again once you're feeling frustrated about yourself and everything that is complicating you to move forward. You will become my grave who I will always want to reside peace with. I love you more than words can tell.
With heaven sent love,
Kenzie
Songs that I solely dedicate to Venus.
#01 - Aphrodite
Stars were meant for you; they exist because of you. You resemble them as you were someone to be written about. You inspired me to write, to draw, and to love. That's how poets get inspired by things that seem unnatural and find weaving tales hidden between symbolism.
#02 - Troubadour
Fate and destiny. I wrote everything by my heart and thought only about who I was writing for. May this story be thrown away through the sea or find its way to your heart. And by God's fate, if this ever crosses your mind, then maybe it is meant to be.
#03 - Yvaine
Yvaine, Yvaine, the love we share will never change.
My fallen queen, my fallen star. I loved you near, I loved you far
#04 - Cold feet
I was never fond of dancing. There are certain things I never want myself liking. You changed that. These cold feet are willing to try, if they're only dancing with you
#05 - Return
"Bloody they may be,
but your hands are still holding me
My feet have brought me far
Still you draw me to where you are"
#06 - Meaningful Silence
I'd like staying by your presence, even if there's nothing to talk about.
#07 - Love is
If there are things I'd like to experience with you, it would be discovering what love is really all about. There are clearly no amount of words that will explain such kind feeling in full detail. I would like to write it with you.
#08 - Intro/Outro