Showing posts with label A Midsummer Nights Dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Midsummer Nights Dream. Show all posts

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Make A Heaven Of Hell

The hot water rushes and flows down his nakedness as I stare a couple of feet away. I had to be there, with him, to watch him, to remember every detail of him; his hair, his face,the way his mustache and beard were wonderfully trimmed; how the water run down his breast, torso, down to his slender legs.

The color of his skin, creamy, smooth and radiant. Innocent yet sensual, so carefree it seemed. My mind is getting overloaded with imagery, with pictures of him. I'd like a part of my mind to be filled with him. A special place that maybe one day I could reminisce.

A soothing sound from somewhere got me back from mind-wondering, it was his voice, calling my name, in a whisper-like manner, he beckons me to come near, hand extended, lips parted in a smile and eyes staring at me, or right through me?


I reached out my hand and touched his, he enclosed his slender fingers around my hand and pull me closer. He put it on his shoulders, guiding it down his slippery body, warm, soft and tender, and my knees began to shake. The bathroom is cold, summer is still a few months away, the air is foggy, as my hand glide down on his navel. I closed my eyes,

"My ear should catch your voice
My eye your eye,
My tongue should catch your tongue
Sweet melody,
My tongue your tongue
Were the world mine."


My pajama is getting wet on my feet. Splashes of water hit me, but I cared less. I am enamored by this god in front of me. He gave me the sponge without a word got what it meant and I pour the creamy liquid soap and lather him. He turned on his back and starting on his nape I lather his back, rhythmic, encircling, tender as I can be. I can't get enough of the feeling and the smell of vanilla and honey is getting me high. Overwhelmingly, bitter-sweet, I know I have you, but I cannot keep you. This moment however, is mine, forever mine.

I had to stop my head is telling me, but my heart is not listening.

He pulled me up and again, his smile warm as the morning sun, melt me deep inside. I pulled away, rests my head onto the door, head reeling, heart pounding and knees weak.

"Mine ear is much enamored of thy note.
So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape.
I'll follow thee,
I'll follow thee,
And make a heaven of hell."


(From A Midsummer Nights Dream, W. Shakespeare)

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Be As Thou Wast Want To Be


We fairies
That do run
From the presence
Of the sun.

We follow
Darkness
Like a dream

Be as thou wast want to be
See as thou wast want to see

- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Nights Dream

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Were The World Mine


Were the world mine (Shakespeare's A Midsummer Nights Dream), this line from the famous playright echoes in my mind. A good title for a story I say.

It is also the title of the latest gay-themed movie I saw a few days ago, in which Shakespeare's masterpiece of a play was used as a backdrop for a simple love story.

Shallow that I am, I often fall for feel-good movies, especially romantic stories. Well, this movie for me is a good movie, with all it's dancing and singing, I got hooked on my seat and didn't stood up even to take a pee. I was all smiles at many scenes and I am memorizing the lyrics of the songs.

Although the usual young gay guy, being bullied at school, had a big crush on the rugby varsity jock, had a girl bestfriend and wishes to fall in love.

His wish turned out to be just an audition away he joined the school play. A staging of Shakespeare's A Midsummer Nights Dream. The Literature teacher saw the potential and gave a book containing the lines and a recipe for a "love juice" in which the hapless guy concocted himself and voila! He makes most of his townsfolk gay by spraying them with it and make them fall in love with the same sex. Will he do it with his bigtime crush? Or will he let love takes its course?

The movie is fun and light, worth watching really. It leaves me lonely though at the end, for I felt I too deserve to be in love but it seemed love is so far away.

As Shakespeare says "O I am out of breath in this fond chase!
The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace."

Oh well.

Here's one of the scenes where the song Were The World Mine was sang.