Monday, November 30, 2009

There is no such thing as love.

I saw a movie over the Thanksgiving Holiday....one of these Romantic Comedies, that suggested there is no such thing as romantic love (in the sense that it lasts throughout a lifetime), but rather what exists and what we perceive as love, is in all actuality, lust. "Let's be honest ladies, a man falls in love with your looks, not your personality." I have always thought this and did not need to see a movie to point out that fact. I have felt from a young age, about 9, that men, in particular do not "fall in love," they fall in what I call "long term lust." We tend to be tricked my our minds and social mores to think that it is love, but it is not. It is lust in sheep's clothing so to speak. This idea from childhood, however, did not stop me from falling in love, only to have my heart broken when I realized the other person was not "in love with ME," but rather in love with their ideal of me...someone who looked like me, but talked less, and cleaned and cooked more...Does romantic love for a lifetime truly exist?? I have seen it once, but have not seen it since.

My Gift

"I love you legs, Mami!"
"I am thankful for your booty; it keeps me warm at night."
"I love to touch your face when I am sleepy."
"No one reads books better than you."
"You are really good at the dinosaur puzzle."

I don't know what, if anything, I have ever done to receive such a blessing in my life. I have heard all of the preceding quotes in the past week. To have someone love you so much for no other reason than the reciprocal love between mother and son is unexplainable. I may not be rich, beautiful, or cerebral, but none of that matters. I have had the chance to experience a love that very few will ever know or understand, and I will spend the rest of my life making sure you know that you are my greatest gift....now and forever, Tres, el gran amor de mi vida!!!

Friday, November 6, 2009

El Verdadero

Por que no paso mi vida contigo?
No hay raiz.
Me amas, yo lo se.
Tu tienes el corazon que estaba acaricido por un angel del cielo.
Tu tienes los ojos negros en que yo puedo confiar.
Tu tienes los brazos que me abrazan mientras yo sueno.
Espero que tu tienes una vida llena de alegria.
No puedo amarte porque mi corazon no esta libre.
Mi amor esta entrapado por un hombre que no la gano.
Pero tu nunca creias en mi y yo lo se.
Tratabas, pero cuando tu escuchabas mis palabras tu siempre piensabas las fueron mentiras.
Cada frase estaba evaluado para medir la verdad.
No puedo amarte como tu queras.
Ahora te extano...solo por tu amor tan inmenso.
Pero no les extano tus dudas, tu preguntas
Tu amor fue real.
Pero fue un amor de belleza y circumstancia.
Pero nunca fue un amor de la corazon pura.

Entre de las Montanas

Ahora estoy entre de las montanas.
Hay una montana muy grande y peligrosa que esta atras que ya subi.
Puedo ver la sombra en la distancia.
Desde aqui, en este lugar, la montana parece facil a conquistar.
Pero es apera, mojada, fria, y casi imposible.
Ahora yo estoy entre de las montanas.
El valle es muy largo.
Esta oscuro aqui.
No lo me gusta.
Es peligroso.
Yo quiero subir la proxima montana.
Pero tiene mas riesgos de la otra montana.
Esta vez no tengo una cuerda de seguro.
Tengo miedo a empezar mi viaje.
Si no hago el primer paso,
Siempre mi voy a quedar entre de las montanas.