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Beni's Christmas Palace In Suriname

 Beni's Christmas Palace In Suriname Just like in the photo above this text, I am okay but I am not completely okay. I feel awful on the inside and for a long time it was difficult to find the motivation to return to blogging.  Tomorrow's Christmas, so I mustered all of my strength to at least finish another episode. I've been gone for a while because as usual, life got hectic. But this time in a bad way! As you guys know a while ago I started a company in Suriname. Most of my days were spent creating Story Time episodes, working, doing social work or going along to get a taste of the field.  When we go to clients, sometimes I get to see awesome places. Or in between on our journeys we tend to make pitstops. This Story Time episode is supposed to be about my visit to Beni's Christmas palace. But let me tell you about what happened after that first. Just so you can understand how my Christmas spirit, transformed in the energy of mourning. People see the good, but I'l...

A letter to my lover part 1: The art of our love

      Story Time: A letter to my lover chapter one:

                               Part one:

                       The art of our love


"Shachem Lieuw photoshoot by Charl Danoe"





My dearest love, I know it's been a while since the last time that I have written a letter to you. I wanted to find the right moment, the right words, and the right time to approach you. How foolish of me, I should have known better. I should have known that right now, and these moments are all that we have.  Circumstances might keep us apart, but our hearts are together. They know and understand each other well enough to draw a portrait of our intimacy throughout the years.  My soul has recognized yours in an instant and ever since then, I felt naked. Not in the way you undress me with the soothing tone of your voice.  But in a way where it was just me, you, and this vast moving universe around us. The stars carry the vibrations of our longing and soothing tales towards one another. When the moon shines bright in the sky, I am reminded of how you and I have supported each other through many difficulties. Even if tomorrow I would no longer be your beloved when you reach your happiness my sun, sets. Promise me that before those moments arrive we will create our own masterpiece that will last forever.

 Lets make art together. Two souls , one canvas. Even though we aren't meant to be. Lets paint our love tonight. Passion keeps flowing and the emotions keep growing.

Take your paintbrush and draw strokes of love alongside my name. I couldn't bare our separation any longer. To keep us apart,  aches and fuels my creativity. It's only in these letters that I write to you, that my aches find refugee. The outside world only sees the image that we portray. But underneath, lies the story of our love that kept evolving.  All it took was the sound of your voice to feel the chords in my heart moving.  Sometimes it feels like you're a forbidden desire. A passion too good to be true, after all, one can be burnt by fire! But when I get lost in thoughts of you it feels like it's time to bring out the crayons again! That's when I start to draw colorful pictures of you in my life.  I feel so lost in the clouds whenever I daydream of you. Thinking of your smile has me floating.  Then this other side of me whispers to me, could this be a fatal temptation? Sometimes you confuse me so much, that I don't know what it is you expect of me. That's why I decided to keep you far from me. I could admire you from a distance, in the same way, that one admires fireworks in the sky. It's breathtaking, beautiful, and gorgeous to admire but at the same time, it can be life-threatening and dangerous if you get too close. I guess what I am trying to say is that I have decided to move on with my life. Although my heart only sings songs of you, it would be foolish to live in a castle of clouds. The art of our love is so sweet, that I will always long to taste your sensation. But as it rains, what was once drawn with beauty, passion, and color that told the story of you and me dissolves. The colorful water paint flows down alongside the raindrops and with grief, I let our story fade.  At least I leave you with this letter, and the knowledge that in me you will always have a friend.

Yours truly, 

Your beloved secret admirer.  


* This is a fictional story written by Shachem Lieuw and is meant only to be used for entertainment purposes on Story Time.


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